Morning Light Poem by Robert Siney
Morning Light
Dark suede shoes
in an arrogant stride
Sunday sunglasses
from cruel reality to hide
Unwashed hair
vodka-soaked nouns
Kings of the past
long since lost their crowns
Latte to go
self-hatred to stay
Dealer at the wheel
he can’t go his own way
Out all night
cigarettes and silk ties
Sleeping moonlight
behind bohemian blue eyes
Keep the change
and hold the applause
Exit stage left
where the light just ignores
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