Random Poetry #1
It's a long day It's a long day It's a cold night It's a sad thing to watch the sun dwindle in the sky To think about the distance now between you and I Shape of the World The world has a shape A repetition of patterns And I notice things that have gone missing Like a tree cut down along the road that I usually take Like the void in our bed when you aren't there at night Torches This torch that I've been burning for you Has finally gone out And has left me horribly disfigured The guttering and the sputtering that endured These many long years Fueled by your occasional flirtation Or misdirected intimation During a drunken reverie Burns no more Leaving me cold in the dark Waiting for my eyes to adjust Reckless Beauty Beautiful. Because you're beautiful. You are always beautiful. Reckless, dangerous beauty careening through life like an errant arrow of Cupid, never hitting home, just glancing and ricocheting off of every wandering soul you encounter. Spreadin