Posted by: Ron DuBour | September 23, 2014

Daily missive for Tuesday the 23rd of September.~by Peter Forster



Daily missive for Tuesday the 23rd of September.

The sound
A tap, dripping.
Water, hitting
The cracked enamel,
Dirty from a life
Of sin,
An explosion,
That cuts him in half,
Like gunfire.
It tears right through him
Ripping his head apart.
Lifting the dust
From his soul.

Late, again.
Left behind.
That train left the station
Years ago.
But he still ran,
Trying to catch up.
He had a date once,
Some girl,
Got his head in a whirl
Forgot the time,
And missed it.

Life always,
Got away from him.
His face patched with
Tissue paper,
Blotting blood
From shaving cuts,
The colour of clay,
Gray, from lack of sleep
And whisky.

The glass lay,
By his bed.
A rinse in the morning
To clear his head.
And he stumbles out.
First stop,
Coffee shop.
A double shot,
As like as not.
A kick start,
For a broken heart.


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