K.M North Poet Prose Poetry

Eddie Arnold At Two Am

My fingertips are black now
From the picture in the obituary
It brings me back
To the day before thanksgiving
And I'm sorry that I wasn't there at the end

My cowardice runs deep enough
To hit my bones
This town isn't big enough
To hold all of my ghosts
So lets spend tonight
Singing along to warped 45's
My sins would kill you
If you were still alive
I used to have these secrets
They ate me up inside
Now we're out in the open
A pale fires replaced my bright eyes
And I'm sorry that I wasn't there at the end
It all ends in tears anyway

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Lili Sakhnevich January 21, 2017 at 11:41 PM Miss you

Wally Flint April 12, 2015 at 1:30 PM Really like this and I'm surprised that it doesn't have more hits than it does. It's very well written and makes me think of what this guy's life must be like in his small town. (I know how that can be because I live in a small town myself.) Good job Kevin! K.M North September 24, 2015 at 12:40 PM Hey thanks so much. Sorry for the delay in replying. Thanks though-K.M