Phillip Erb

Rookie - 0 Points (August 15,1982 / Louisville, Ky.)

Nighty Dispute - Poem by Phillip Erb

The water's rushing
As a hurricane right
Beside my ear,
But I can still hear
Them screaming
The TV's growing tired
And submitting to the
Infomercial society
I'm sick of hearing
The same music even
When the sound is off
And I am
T I R E D
Of night's like these
Trying hard as Hell
To chase down ever-
Elusive sleep


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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 22, 2007

Poem Edited: Tuesday, March 15, 2011


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