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anthems and dead silence

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

anthems and dead silence the statue of kneel before her, or stand before her or lie down in the street before her protes..

pour me another poem, please

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

pour me another poem, please she was just pieces of herself lost nights another bottle waiting for dawn her guitar soaked with ..

nothing

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

nothing crawlspaces and frozen faces frozen keyboards ice box words, chapped lips trying to say them aloud the temp..

scene of a beautiful crime

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

scene of a beautiful crimeforensic fuseshort circuited wisdom,footprints burned into the heartlightning cracks the limbs of sensethey falli falltake t..

Autumn's escape

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

Autumn's escape the insignificant other dwells in a land of make-believe of potent potables of an inquiring mind as to why ..

diagram me

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

diagram mei spend hours in your dreamsand you still don't notice mejust as in the awakeningyou walk right by my daydreamsnot even a turn of the head,t..

street corner renderings

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

street corner renderings indigent feelings poorer prophecies of dire happiness smiles for quarters dropped in a guitar case ..

stained interceptions

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

stained interceptionsname dropping writerslike sorting old shirtswith limp collarsand worn size tags,too many washes of dialectand intellectthe tide r..

and we write of them, still

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

and we write of them, still there have been Plaths and Sextons Berrymans and Jarrells.... none filled with barrels ..

23 Fitzroy Road

A Poem by jacob erin-cilberto

23 Fitzroy Road i wonder if sylvia read her birthday letters from ted blew out her candles before succumbing to the gas her goodbye part..