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A Night On The Town

We drive and we sit and we think-talk
And talk-think
The wind blows words out of our mouths before we can
And through our satanic smoke rings
We see:
A small section of the Athenian catastrophe.
Unfolding with the falsely spreading lights…
Our microcosm
(Our safe-house)

You roll the windows up 
And the top down
And we cloud gaze..
Out cocoon of heat is a shelter
From everything we are,
And everything we are scared to be...

Only a short while now.

Our cigarettes will run out, 
And we will too
Disperse
Back home?
Eyelash wishes won’t save anything now…
You’ll never understand
Naïve little boy.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 5/25/2010 3:33:00 PM
Welcome to the Soup Family ..luv.. "Sweetheart"
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Date: 5/25/2010 4:58:00 AM
I would like to welcome you to PoetrySoup Niki. Wishing you the best in your writing endeavors. If you have questions please feel free to ask anyone here. We are all willing to help and if we don't know the answer we will find someone who does. Love, Carol
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Date: 5/23/2010 5:29:00 PM
I like this night on the town. It’s very enchanting. Welcome to Poetry Soup and keep writing. Blessings, Joseph
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Date: 5/23/2010 2:37:00 PM
nice two last lines, enjoyed
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