That's Entertainment

That's Entertainment

A Poem by Kelly A. Brown

We were lost in the mirage.

 

We were still discovering, then.

 

We were still looking closely for each other's

secrets, mysteries, wilted flowers, sweet

scary, lovely

imperfections

soul trips

hidden scars.

 

We were still reading Thompson and

Bukoswki, talking of their

reckless genius, knowing that

we were their

burnt cigarette butts and the plotlines

of their

great stories.

 

We were still naive enough to

think it

magic

to think it work of

God's own hand.

 

Long car drives at midnight

The Jam on the radio, we sang

along

said we never had a fight,

afterward we'd have

Cookies and laughter in bed at

2 AM,

your soft smile, kind eyes,

rosy lips, teardrops like satin.

They seemed so

natural

then, and

so nostalgically beautiful

now.


Solitude is a lonely

place, especially when

you're still

together.

 

That's entertainment.


© 2013 Kelly A. Brown



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I am a writer...I try to write from my soul. I am a fan of Charles Bukowski, Jack Kerouac, and the like. I love crazy poetry, but dislike poor spelling. I guess you can tell more about me by rea.. more..

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