A Little Something I Wrote in Reno, Nevada

A poem I rote visiting an ex-girlfriend in Reno. It was also the last time I ever saw my father alive......

Well now, what can I say?

Decisions made by fate

Nothing more can be taken away

The morning light breaks through the window pane

I sit here, in Alien territory, not quite sane

I’m not killing you because death would be the same

As giving you happiness and I’m not that lame

(She said into the phone)

Smacking her lips against chocolate

Planning against the game

That no matter how you play is never finished

My ex-girlfriend dates only ex-convicts

At least in style is how she lives it

Or so they think and tweak and think

Constantly my love for her is there

And then gone in the next blink

Of an eye only to reappear

As I gamble and ask for a second drink

No other reason to be at a casino, I don’t win

So I waste away the time, watching others sin

An inner voice in my head asks,

Do you not do the same, my friend?

I tell the voice to shut up

And thus does the fight begin

These types of things you do not win

Nor

Will this battle in you’re head end

But who am I, to say such things and moralize about some other life

Or even mine

About which I write

All the damn time

Keeping in sight

The knowledge of the demons

That lives in my head

If it wasn’t for this pain,

I would think I was dead

I am not here to complain

I’m just in Alien Territory,

Really Not Quite Sane

.A.N.F.

Drew Kazinsky

Reno, NV

Cinco De Mayo Weekend

May of 2007

Reviews

[lee von cleef]

Now this, good."The
knowledge of the Demons
That lives in my head"
One head or two, one demon or more?
A lot of your writing I read goes over my lines,beyond where I want to think, I might twist a ankle in the cold rocky creek of your life, but on I go though I feel short of air
I blame it on the altitude ,can't or don't want to eat so cold the calories burning,
I spit blood red, into the snow, my body moving to protect its core.But life is life,and this
rock of a mountain is high one step,now two,and Drew in May 2007 you wrote a damn
good piece of life.

[Andrew N. Farrens]

great review, my friend......

[Ees]

ahhh, love the style of this dude! My favorite part is when you use parentheses to say what she is doing. The end gets a little bit much for me, but I loved it up until the one word line: "Nor". I didn't hat it after that, it just seemed to loose a bit of the earlier style that captivated me so. Great job. This is a cool poem, of the type I really, really wish there were more of floating around.

[Ees]

ahhh, love the style of this dude! My favorite part is when you use parentheses to say what she is doing. The end gets a little bit much for me, but I loved it up until the one word line: "Nor". I didn't hat it after that, it just seemed to loose a bit of the earlier style that captivated me so. Great job. This is a cool poem, of the type I really, really wish there were more of floating around.

[Andrew N. Farrens]

Thank-you, I literally wrote this poem sitting next to her on a bed in the suburbs of Reno.......

[Ees]

Nice!