Epitaph
The lost
and forgotten,
there’s no one remaining
who can remember just how well
You lived;
don’t let forgotten memories
make you forget in turn.
You lived. You loved.
You lost.
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Intemperate
I’m weather weary,
and long for halcyon days
that will never come.
Drawn
The hunter’s bow
Crimson arrow
Pierce the beast’s hide
Pierce the organs inside
Lay my prey low.
Indoor voices
Thank you for sharing
your medical history
coffee shop stranger.
Accept no substitutes
I’ve just discovered
hot cocoa with real whipped cream.
I regret this life.
Eye of the beholder
What do you see
when you’re looking at me?
What possible grace
can you find in my face
when I only see acne?
The Morning Star
My morning coffee:
blacker than the Devil’s hooves,
and stimulating.
Deviled
I wish that this dinner
was a culinary winner,
but it turned out so black
I claimed it was attacked
by some kind of sinner.
Interstellar runway
The sun and the moon
Celestial entities
Heaven-sent bodies
A cuppa
Coffee house patrons,
you bring your troubles in, and
you leave satisfied.
A (wise) man of two faces 