Phillip Erb

Rookie - 0 Points [Jacob Thorn] (August 15,1982 / Louisville, Ky.)

Phillip Erb Poems

41. Nighty Dispute 6/22/2007
42. 31 Cents 6/22/2007
43. By Hare's Breath 6/22/2007
44. Envelope 6/22/2007
45. Fishing 6/22/2007
46. Unspoken 6/22/2007
47. Dreams, Visions 6/22/2007
48. Black Oak 6/22/2007
49. Return To Sender 9/20/2007
50. Cigarette Shade 9/20/2007
51. The Steeple Guard 9/20/2007
52. Pillbox Dream 9/20/2007
53. Arse Poetica Pro Novus Aevum 7/19/2008
54. Bluegrass Dawn 7/21/2008
55. Fall 7/21/2008
56. Fortitude 7/21/2008
57. Graduation 7/21/2008
58. Dear, 7/21/2008
59. October 7/21/2008
60. Prism 7/21/2008
61. Purge 7/21/2008
62. Sinking The Angela Marie 7/21/2008
63. Toys In The Attic 11/24/2008
64. Feather In My Pocket 4/11/2009
65. When The Jays Fly Away 4/11/2009
66. Waiting On Winter 6/22/2007
67. Some 10,000 Days 9/20/2007
68. Entrepreneurs’ Dream 4/11/2009
Best Poem of Phillip Erb

Entrepreneurs’ Dream

Within the walls of a breathless instant, the entire world falls asleep
And another one becomes alive, opens its eyes, checks the clock and heaves a sigh.

Fascinated with lackadaisical dream visions and the conversions with vague
Silhouettes
Gesture so vibrant and melodramatically to muddy the conversation,
So the vagrants are too distracted by the confusion to focus their eyes
On how damn thin the locals are, talk so loud while their voices don’t
Make a sound
(the walking dead)


The waking world hasn’t the faintest inkling that the ...

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One Too Late

I saw a man I once knew on the interstate today
The car was moving so fast it’s hard to say for sure
The windows dark, the music loud
His hair is shorter now and
A new woman is keeps his side,
A cigarette butt flicked from his window landed at my shoe,
His brand of Parliament, burned down to the filter
I stuffed my hands into my pockets like there was
Something in there I was afraid to lose then turned away

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