"bluered" poems - Hello Poetry

"bluered" poems

HERE, HERE &: HERE. Weather kept following him around like he was a map with all that isobar & stuff he could never understand. Emotional weather. Pain: Here, here &. . .here. Windshield wipers kept sloshing the world back&forthback;&forth; the town dissolving in a bluered neon. The moments felt like boring ads between the boring TV programmes that had become his life. His life a stagnant sitcom. A rather theatrical lightning bolt tore the dark in two. The ghost in the answering machine her voice still so alive: "I'm not here right now. . ."

Apr 23, 2016

Apr 23, 2016 at 5:05 PM UTC

donall-dempsey

HERE, HERE &: HERE.

HERE, HERE &: HERE. Weather kept following him around like he was a map with all that isobar & stuff he could never understand. Emotional weather. Pain: Here, here &. . .here. Windshield wipers kept sloshing the world back&forthback&forth the town dissolving in a bluered neon. The moments felt like boring ads between the boring TV programmes that had become his life. His life a stagnant sitcom. A rather theatrical lightning bolt tore the dark in two. The ghost in the answering machine her voice still so alive: "I'm not here right now. . ."

Apr 27, 2017

Apr 27, 2017 at 5:13 AM UTC

donall-dempsey

HERE, HERE &: HERE.

HERE, HERE &: HERE. Weather kept following him around like he was a map with all that isobar & stuff he could never understand. Emotional weather. Pain: Here, here &. . .here. Windshield wipers kept sloshing the world back&forthback&forth the town dissolving in a bluered neon. The moments felt like boring ads between the boring TV programmes that had become his life. His life a stagnant sitcom. A rather theatrical lightning bolt tore the dark in two. The ghost in the answering machine her voice still so alive: "I'm not here right now. . ."