A Tenement On Jones Street - Poem by DAVE PAINTER


A string of clear rope lights hang overhead
"Those are stars" she said.
"We can't see the real ones from here
so these will have to do."
But the wine is real,
as the cap is unscrewed.

She told me that she loved me
with all her heart
but not her eyes.
I told her the same lies
but with me it was just
a matter of

So here we sit under our
make believe stars
with no moon
and the flowered wallpaper hangs lifeless
between the curtains
We drink our wine and
make believe it is

Topic(s) of this poem: love, love and dreams

Comments about A Tenement On Jones Street by DAVE PAINTER

  • (4/26/2018 7:12:00 AM)

    I really like that (Report)Reply

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  • Naila Rais (4/25/2018 4:37:00 AM)

    A nice write... Keep it up... Great start... I would like you read my poem In the mid of the night depression you are killing me too....

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 24, 2018

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