Wes Thompson

Rookie (Columbus, Ohio)

Slow Motion Moves Me


a shot of whiskey in the morning
will teach you how to say goodbye
and every step I take away from you
when the sun first licks the sky
will cause me aching in evening
and steal slumber from my bed
but I keep the cigarettes burning
and the stars spinning my head
with some duct tape on the door cracks
I'll sing the night away
and laugh until it starts to hurt
then beg my sleeplessness to stay
with this release of self loathing
I finally close my eyes
and dream of bursting flowers
as the sun blooms in the sky

Submitted: Friday, August 24, 2007
Edited: Thursday, March 31, 2011

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