Thomas W. Case

Gold Star - 5,412 Points (November 10 1966 / Oxnard, California)

Time And Dirt - Poem by Thomas W. Case

He had that
groaning soul
loneliness, like a
puffy white cloud,
floating aimless and
aching toward the
black abyss- that gray sky
sadness,
like he was
five years old, and just
watched his dog get
hit by a car.
You could smell
the pain- taste it
like potato chips on a
sore throat.
It smelled like a
basement or cobwebs.
I told him,
'Nothing will fix that
shit- just time and dirt.'
He didn't blink,
and his soft walnut eyes
flashed
crossword confusion.

Topic(s) of this poem: depression, life, lost love, pain

Form: Free Verse


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Poem Submitted: Thursday, November 26, 2015

Poem Edited: Friday, March 24, 2017


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