Numb

Green eyes, shaggy hair Split up lips that gasp for air Twenty beers and a lawn chair Mother left, brother died Doesn't know where he'll sleep tonight Twenty beers on ice The sharp whistle of a train Brings to mind his bro again His little bro, his best friend At night he's gone No sign till dawn Just Twenty empty bottles on the lawn By Kyle Ezra Kriticos

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Gina Young

Date: 9/16/2013 8:40:00 PM

This is very good! Like the imagery, and it makes me feel empty in a way...and yet hopeful too.

Skat A

Date: 7/3/2013 11:58:00 PM

one big wow! SKAT

Andrea Dietrich

Date: 1/11/2013 1:57:00 PM

yes, I can really sense the "numbness" to this one. You really captured that tone so well, love the image of the 20 beers on the lawn. I know people who numb themselves this way. many in society. How nice to see some of your work.