Blue Period
Poem by Brian Bolding
Photo from texasescapes.com
6.21.17
Suffocating silhouettes,
Route 66 abandoned gas stations call to me
Smoking too many cigarettes
Thoughts that live in infamy…
(Languishing away in a coffeeshop on a Saturday
Vignettes of loneliness
Scattered through my mind
If only I had the courage
To stand up and say hello
Be heard, be seen
less obscured and obscene)
(Writing love letters
To those I wrote off long ago
They’ll never see it
it’s all just for show
You wanted me to stay
But you never let me know
Now here I am all alone
In a small town laying low.)
My poetry has now flow
My thoughts are a jumbled mess
I guess it’s nearly time to go
I’m feeling my old self less and less
Growth is important; Education is key
I still just want is a small place to call my own
And somebody who loves me.
6.21.17 1202 pm wed bb.
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