Vincent St. Clare Poet Verse

Awake

Make your grave
That’s not so difficult, is it?
Pull a comforter over the coffin
Maybe an electric blanket

Now 7 AM. That’s no hour to get to bed
Time wears thin any sense of constrained risk

Now 10 AM and I think I’ll
Stare at the back of my eyelids

Now noon and
The robins dive
By the air conditioner

Lie and lie
To yourself

Day or night or
Whenever

I don’t give a damn

Between the lights
On broken marrow

I succumb to the ardent bliss of
Nothing at all

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Skat A September 15, 2016 at 11:31 PM VINCENT, Welcome to Poetry Soup. It will be a delight to read and become familiar with your poems in the future. As for now, I will greet you with the same smile others passed when I first joined the soup. Wishing you and your poetry the best. I hope you get to meet all the nice poets around here STARTING with me- SKAT :) Drop a hello and tell me a little about yourself if you wish. I would like to be your newest poetry soup "FRIEND" Hugs **YNR - SKAT

Poet Destroyer A September 13, 2016 at 3:51 PM Enjoyed your poem, Vincent. LINDA

Darlene De Beaulieu September 11, 2016 at 6:30 PM I enjoyed your poetry