Wednesday, January 28, 2009

one more olive jar later

once again
the morning breaks
my resolve broken
too many words
left unspoken
unopened kitkats
crumpled paper bag
left out on the floor
no safety in
an unlocked door
doubt I'll ever
see you again
doubt you know
the effort it took
for me to /grin
oh well,
who cares,
I stare at the olive jar
and forget the night...


cIII said...

That was like bathing nude in Starlight.

DQFFS! said...

Thanks cIII, did you take off your bourbon filled yoda PJs to soak up the starlight?