Howling At Lampposts

Howling At Lampposts

A Poem by AndrewH

A short poem. For more of my writing, go to


A million mouths aglow. Burnt

paper and nicotine,

ember constellations falling

on the rainsoaked ground.


Wolverines and vampires

in neon moonlight.

Eternal penultimates

of last angry men


just fighting for identity

in puddle reflections.

The stars look down

in weary contempt.


Silver bullets and wooden stakes;

hands on a clock.

Ticking. Countdown

to the end of the line,

© 2013 AndrewH

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Added on October 17, 2013
Last Updated on October 17, 2013
Tags: poety