after school
home alone
nobody near,
dusty 60s records
and a long succession of books
that became my good
but one-sided friends
they were always gone
till evening shadows crept
over the marble counter:
business or community service
home alone
nobody near,
dusty 60s records
and various books,
helped myself to the liquor
just never got really drunk
I guess
till a bit later
when I did all the time...
just completed my
university assignments
a lot of things happened
after that
until today:
home alone
nobody near,
as shadows creep over
the marble counter
Comments
insertponceyfre... | August 13, 2011 - 20:19
I love the repetition in this
Highhat | August 14, 2011 - 10:09
another well written poem Sean
;)Pia
Richard L. Prov... | August 14, 2011 - 12:11
Very nice, Sean, a 'pot-pourri' of entanglements, Eh? Richard LP
lenchenelf | August 16, 2011 - 09:13
I like the air of internal reflection, the way thoughts repeat themselves along with circumstance.
All the best Lena xx