Night Train To Nowhere Poem by David Kowalczyk

Night Train To Nowhere

Rating: 4.5


1 a. m.
Group Therapy Lounge.
Love is
the meshing of neuroses.


2 a. m.
Hungry Ghost Saloon.
Love is
a samba silenced by
fear of the unknown.


3 a.m.
Sunset in El Paso Cantina.
Love is
two hobbled souls
too weary to tango.


Broken.
Scattered.
Alone.

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David Kowalczyk

David Kowalczyk

Batavia, New York
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