first poem in a while

[snowystatic116]

In the attic, I would wait
for my angel to appear
as night fell in day's wake
so dark, and so dear

Soon smiles arose to my lips
in the act of amber liquors, draining
the warmth of a poison whiskey kiss
for my angel, I still sat waiting

Before long she appeared to me
I spoke, "I am your poet, muse, held in your trance.
trapper in your gaze, and longing to see

Comments

[marjory_stewart]

what a bitch. i would have stayed because I'M YOUR BRAH AND I RESPECT you and it takes balls to write poetry that rhymes and then post it on livejournal. no more awkward clam moments. livejournal start shit livejournal gotta end shit too. yo fuck that angel. religion is the opium of the masses anyway.

[snowystatic116]

word. brahs.

hmm i just noticed how much that poem isnt good at all. it was much better in my head.

[anonymous]

from amber liquors, he mumbled under his breath...