Visions At 4am Poem by Jack Barrett

Visions At 4am



Whiskey dreams and
adrenalin nightmares.
Brown dog crossing
the street.
Footsteps outside the
door.
The phone is ringing.
Two more hours until
dawn.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Bill Smith 21 January 2008

like your style and way of thinking, some good stuff posted, cheers smiffy

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