Soundtrack: Radiohead (On E) Poem by Brett Rogers
Soundtrack: Radiohead (On E)
Packed away in my box (we are) ,
Flanked by cigarette butts and soda cans,
Your limbs say you’re dreaming.
Have I made you ill?
“For my next trick
You will see what I see …”
Nevertheless,
The fading echoes
Of your unconditional love
Nourish: eternally.
Friday, March 13, 2015
Topic(s) of this poem: drugs,love
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