Life's Dead? Poem by Richard Wlodarski

Life's Dead?

Life's Dead?

Night's far too young
For night owl
Wolves waitin' to howl
At moon's lonesome dark home

Morning's waitin' now
Moon wanting to sleep
Alcohol's wearing off...
I'm dog - tired...life's dead


Richard Wlodarski (c) 2026
Toronto, Canada
Kerouac Books III - IV

Saturday, May 2, 2026
Topic(s) of this poem: good night,love and pain,parting,alcohol,tired
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