Sunday, May 3, 2009

last night

nostalgic stake through the heart found
a photograph of a familiar hangover
in the back pocket of last night

wake up with a stranger and call her Memory
side swiped on the front stoop
by Regret whose job peels back your skin to
and romance
a fit of fleeting sight 
the lust
a sort of extension of tendons 
tremors and touch

determine self-worth 
in a dark cove -- a pub
with dark beer
scant light to conceal the deal
with devils and angels

lets be renegade pedestrians--
an alternative to driving


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