Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Old fashioned backseat Nostalgia, I'll sell you a feeling Cigarettes and fast times All of the flavours fleeting As complicated as simplicity Ubiquitous oxymorons Dancing between tide markers While we stand beneath the summer sun Upon the docks upon the sea Just another memory I'll sell you some meaning If you share this bleeding Even at cost Just to taste old feelings In this tumultuous time
0
Oct 18, 2016
Oct 18, 2016 at 12:56 AM UTC
Supply & Demand
Old fashioned backseat Nostalgia, I'll sell you a feeling Cigarettes and fast times All of the flavours fleeting As complicated as simplicity Ubiquitous oxymorons Dancing between tide markers While we stand beneath the summer sun Upon the docks upon the sea Just another memory I'll sell you some meaning If you share this bleeding Even at cost Just to taste old feelings In this tumultuous time
ConscienceFalls
Written by
Oct 18, 2016
Oct 18, 2016 at 12:56 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem