Thursday, November 18, 2004

[A poem today] a black nicotine cloud

a black nicotine
cloud
lays heavy upon
the sky

lights slowly drift
across the hardcold water

I feel the
silence,

there is aweight upon
my parts
as my mind fills

with drug induced
dreams

a pain is
slowly passing
over me

i'm going to
put some
Mahler on
& drown
everyone of
you


Copyright © 1998 Ed Sharpe

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