Night Inspired
 

Candled flicker

awoke to the sound of metal trash can hitting the concrete curb.
I stretched and opened a window.

opened the paper today and checked the obituaries to see if I was listed.
I was not and I bit into a potato chip.

logged onto the internet to check to see if anyone was looking for me.
I made note.

turned off the light and took a sip of water to quench my dried throat.
I closed my eyes and yet they were wetter still staining the pillow.


Reprise.



(c)mrb

Love it Bornieo! :snap:

Bornieo Bukowski!
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I'm so glad you were inspired, and brave enough to post your poem. Good work. I've been missing original LoT work - and here's hoping your poem will inspire more, from you and from others.

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Nice, Mr. Mark!
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