by MichaelM | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry
She Doesn’t Know She doesn’t knowI still play that songbut on the computer nowinstead of the old scratchyrecord that we used to play.She doesn’t knowthat sometimes I find myselfdriving miles out of the wayjust to go by the place,that place where we used...
by MichaelM | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry
Laughing ‘til You Cried When was the last time you laughed‘til you cried?Or that your sides were sorefrom the laughter the night before.Was it from the friendsor the boozeor just when the timing was absolutely right?Was it days? Weeks?...
by MichaelM | Feb 10, 2017 | Poetry
Just This Damn Winter Night I am so tired of being lonely, tired of being blue. Tired of trying to remember how being touched used to feel. Tired of trying to...
by MichaelM | Feb 9, 2017 | Poetry
Six Days Sometimes it happens Tho’ I don’t know why In the room where I live With no place for disorder. The irregular object appears Perhaps a bit frayed Or of a hue Not fitting the color scheme Unplaceable Where everything had a place Orderly Until then....
by MichaelM | Feb 9, 2017 | Poetry
Some Lives Strangers Though we lay together In the closeness of the night Just before sleep Made its claim She began to speak Quietly aloud Rather than to me She spoke of yearning For something she’d never found Her eyes...
by MichaelM | Feb 9, 2017 | Poetry
I Came Here One Time I came here one time With you When I was only nine We came to bring Johnny home I, too young to really understand And you, beyond any understanding I have no real...
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