No One Poem by Joseph Narusiewicz

No One



Hungry coral hearts lap the night
Recluse as a conch shell of dawn
Surrender to the crying tide
Moon as angry as patience
You never leave your self
Everything neatly packaged
The closed soul knows possession
Dry places they wonder
Your eyes have no Venus
Opulence is an excuse
Maybe suffering is better than valentines
Lust a New Orleans mask
Penetration into the viagra dream
Beauty is never control
Validation is never the circus
Compensation has no eternal gold
We hardly move
Clock hands tremble like cages
Anniversary of slow shadows
No one walks the halls
No one rides the subway
No one sleeps with you
Even the mirror reflects no one
No one becomes a pallbearer

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Joseph Narusiewicz

Joseph Narusiewicz

So St Paul, Minnesota
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