jacob erin-cilberto > Writing | WritersCafe.org

misinterpretation i was wearing that metaphor just for you, but you read it literally, and ran away absorbing the fall i tried allegor..

the reality of Turtle Neck sweaters fumbling buttons undressing shadowed sentiment among the stars shining through a rear-win..

too soon, too late wobbly knees beneath the shaded trees the old ivory moon, not all that's intoxicating a new sun will burn..

look close enough, you can see Mona Lisa's wearing braces pitiful rendering a painting of a sorrow that is not real fool..

in collusion seared by your suddenly frozen lips a death warrant served, the bounty, broken dreams i had you dead to r..

West Side Soliloquy choices, conflicting emotions, rival gangs the jets and sharks of conscience it's a side story di..

What's left they line up for diplomas shake a hand, smile retreat down steps (wondering how they ascended) ..

the shimmering echo spit shine poet patent leather lover the reflection's like a lying mirror something hiding behind it ..

the hush of what bubbles to the surface the slow barge drifts a heart longing, wishing the tug boat would hurry she is alm..

no references to speak of severance pay, your empty eyes my poorly compensated heart which now must find employment ..