Free verse № 31278
downtown bus
snow unfolding
in ashen window's
reversal,
the scourges of campus
conspiring,
with lurid smiles.
cellphones
cry like infants,
cradled.
single thin tones
abandoned in the snow,
and the U-girls
get off at some club,
tight glitterbright shirts
over shoulders, healthy
eeks of recognition
and my scarf hides
parched lips.
now all I see
is the relief
map on the back
of an old man's neck.
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cellphones cradled,
cry like infants.
Oh fuck... here go's
Dowtown bus
Snow unfolding into forever
and I try heading home.
I watch the crazyfresh
Scrooges of campus
Conspire.
lurid smiles. dim city light.
they dandle cellphones
like unwanted infants crying hard
abandoned in the clean falling of snow.
U-girls
Are like angels getting off
Tight
Glitter-bright shirt
Laid over heathly shoulders.
My involuntary eek of recognition.
My scarf hides
parched and wanting lips.
Now
all I will allow myself to see
is a relief map
on the back
of an old man's neck.
Hey,
Whatever it takes to survive.
Nice poem Bill, but didn't really connect with me, so I won't vote on it. Listen to the suggestions and re-post it later.
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