Neon and Romance.

Sodden dripped of midnight words
A slurred plight 
Perhaps of tonight
Broken in the sobering dawn
In this smoky staleness
We meet in false courage
Eluding the touch 
The tenderness we cry for
Fearing heavy
Those frangible lovers
Remaining hidden
Behind bloodshot eyes
Masking the obvious veracity
Of a single hope 
A love repressed in the stupor
Of alcoholic comfort
Ever silently aching
In deadpanned hearts…
Copyright © | Year Posted 2008

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Suzadail Jr. Avatar
July 12, 2008 at 5:25 AM
Those days of third rate romances and phone numbers on napkins have long past me by, but this was an eloquent reminder of some crazy nights. Vince
Contreras Avatar
July 6, 2008 at 6:01 PM
You write with such feeling. This is truly a well written poem. Loved it
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