Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
fade away from sunlight the dogs are keeping the neighbors up a shadow is cast from God's smiting hands it looks like heaven Watch me slowly drip down the storm drain one nerve ending at a time I saw a crib in an alleyway by the big green dumpster and the story behind it is too terrible for me to ruminate on cracked brickwork reveals the ****** history of these streets Monroe Park Campus used to be all nightclubs and crack spots the coke was good - I hear I'm snorting up lines of cigarette ash high on hypocrisy high on self-loathing masochism and mirror checking narcissism megalomaniac with a chip on his shoulder watch all the pins line themselves up only to wave at the gutterball motive? intent? these words don't concern me I'm just trying to keep this fire alive tonight so I can ward off all the moonlight predators these stars will be long dead by the time I reach them
0
Feb 27, 2014
Feb 27, 2014 at 9:13 PM UTC
the stars are long dead
fade away from sunlight the dogs are keeping the neighbors up a shadow is cast from God's smiting hands it looks like heaven Watch me slowly drip down the storm drain one nerve ending at a time I saw a crib in an alleyway by the big green dumpster and the story behind it is too terrible for me to ruminate on cracked brickwork reveals the ****** history of these streets Monroe Park Campus used to be all nightclubs and crack spots the coke was good - I hear I'm snorting up lines of cigarette ash high on hypocrisy high on self-loathing masochism and mirror checking narcissism megalomaniac with a chip on his shoulder watch all the pins line themselves up only to wave at the gutterball motive? intent? these words don't concern me I'm just trying to keep this fire alive tonight so I can ward off all the moonlight predators these stars will be long dead by the time I reach them
harry-j-baxter
Written by
Feb 27, 2014
Feb 27, 2014 at 9:13 PM UTC
Request permission to use this poem