Floyd Crenshaw


Serially? - Poem by Floyd Crenshaw

and you sat on that beach
lost in your loneliness
staring over that empty sea
not realizing
the potential beneath
then you felt that
3 a.m. breeze
the kind that makes
you grab your triceps
and you called me
cold and alone
to tell me reasons
why
but like
some one who has
over heard his own
terrible
description
i listen with
doubt sound tracks
and
cynical reactions

family is important
you are right
but some times
loyalty
born of
selfishness
leads happiness
astray

'so, he didn't have
a problem
until
he hit my car? '

'i know,
he's an ass
like that...'


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Poem Submitted: Friday, June 20, 2008

Poem Edited: Tuesday, July 1, 2008


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