he can't say he missed the poetry
life imitated his perversion to
create something from an image
he wrote cynical love
of drunken penmanship
and none at all
when he tried sober
for distant reasons
to please her
gave logic a lean
to how the world seemed
as long as she liked him
morality it appears
makes alleys out of cats
even when the purr
is heard on the line
before the claws strike home
in his mind he's a nihilist
an unattendant son
and a weak willed man
but i see him and say
truth has no morality
when the deceit is
to hide behind yourself
with no will to change
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My fav. stanza;
"morality it appears
makes alleys out of cats
even when the purr
is heard on the line
before the claws strike home"
For some reason I thought of Hemmingway when I read this poem. I mean it as a compliment.
Eddie
Thank you Eddie
That's a huge compliment in my book, I appreciate it :)
Dear Shirl
I always enjoy it when something I write inspires others. Thank you for reading this (hugs)
Nail on the head
I think you pretty much got it with your interpretation and yes this person exists in real life and sometimes i feel pity for him and other times I think well you bring it on yourself too. Thanks for reading xx
Nail on the head
I think you pretty much got it with your interpretation and yes this person exists in real life and sometimes i feel pity for him and other times I think well you bring it on yourself too. Thanks for reading xx