Time and Dirt

Here's a link to my you tube channel where I read my poetry. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7hP285EP-bo

He had that
groaning soul
loneliness, like a
puffy white cloud,
floating aimless and
aching toward the
black abyss- that gray sky
sadness,
like he was
five years old, and just
watched his dog get
hit by a car.
You could smell
the pain- taste it
like potato chips on a
sore throat.
It smelled like a
basement or cobwebs.
I told him,
'Nothing will fix that
s**t- just time and dirt.'
He didn't blink,
and his soft walnut eyes
flashed
crossword confusion.

Author's Note

My book, Seedy Town Blues is available on Amazon.com

Reviews

[Pete]

ouch. great descriptions - perhaps too good. you've captured the loneliness and sadness that we all can feel - all that it's cracked up to be and then some. there's one way out but not a palatable recipe. i just bought a bag of chips but suddenly don't feel like eating them.

[Thomas W Case]

Lol. Thank you Pete for the comment and read.

[red93]

Fabulous Thomas - very well penned and nicely mysterious. Excellent ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

[Thomas W Case]

Thank you. Much appreciated.