Matthew Roeser

The Last Waltz - Poem by Matthew Roeser

When 's the last time you saw a movie
And lost yourself in time?
The elegance of the word 
Translated into vision

An image sunk in
An elephantine blackback
We crowd at the door
Waiting for your stupid response

I can't die fast enough
Or live hard enough
Wasted effort 
Wasted breathe

I account for no one 
I am a bastard 
I am sea mist 
And you are a energy vampire

Why do I give?
Another dead black crow
Another spent and empty cartridge
So give me what you got

It will never be enough
So suck it and unzip your dress
And let's climb all over each other 
On this kitchen table 

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, January 11, 2014

Poem Edited: Saturday, January 11, 2014

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