Suburbia Monotony
Heavy heart, heaven-sent
doorsteps that wait for
small children to return.
outside on orange cements
warmed feet, hot pavement make
the connection of lovers.
squirrel's squeals, soft whistles,
smoke over a commuter train.
A rush of coughing and smiles.
Wish, want, wane... do they fail?
dreams that leave and we pray
to someone too far away.
Dust-damned, dusk lovers
Sundry sparkles say enough.
Author's Note:I've been a bit frustrated with what I've been writing in terms of content. I wish it were more solid and sensible, but I just haven't been able to write with that level of stability. Treat these recent ones as they are. I'm trying to get back into a groove of writing again.
doorsteps that wait for
small children to return.
outside on orange cements
warmed feet, hot pavement make
the connection of lovers.
squirrel's squeals, soft whistles,
smoke over a commuter train.
A rush of coughing and smiles.
Wish, want, wane... do they fail?
dreams that leave and we pray
to someone too far away.
Dust-damned, dusk lovers
Sundry sparkles say enough.
Author's Note:I've been a bit frustrated with what I've been writing in terms of content. I wish it were more solid and sensible, but I just haven't been able to write with that level of stability. Treat these recent ones as they are. I'm trying to get back into a groove of writing again.
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