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rose-quartz sky leaks starlight
from beneath a veil of ash trees,
smoke curls around the branches
and penetrates the skin.
she smells of 3:30 A.M.
and of stale kisses.
nicotine is her middle name
as she finishes pack
after pack
of pushing down the pain.
rhythm and blues still pound
against the hangover of last tuesday
as the sun rises
from the cracks in the side walk,
an asprin laden road leading the way
past where the evening ends.
she is Katie-Scarlett
on an urban Tara
and it is dawn
and she feels different.
she is alone
and whimpering and alive
and waiting for the dark sky
to pour down upon her once more
and save her from rational thought
and the light--
she does not want to walk towards the light
because no one wakes up before 2 p.m.
and it’s in the rays of the sun
that she feels naked in her triple layered
paranoia.
it is in the sun that she is sober.
and it is in the day that she feels.
It’s the nights that kill her.
from beneath a veil of ash trees,
smoke curls around the branches
and penetrates the skin.
she smells of 3:30 A.M.
and of stale kisses.
nicotine is her middle name
as she finishes pack
after pack
of pushing down the pain.
rhythm and blues still pound
against the hangover of last tuesday
as the sun rises
from the cracks in the side walk,
an asprin laden road leading the way
past where the evening ends.
she is Katie-Scarlett
on an urban Tara
and it is dawn
and she feels different.
she is alone
and whimpering and alive
and waiting for the dark sky
to pour down upon her once more
and save her from rational thought
and the light--
she does not want to walk towards the light
because no one wakes up before 2 p.m.
and it’s in the rays of the sun
that she feels naked in her triple layered
paranoia.
it is in the sun that she is sober.
and it is in the day that she feels.
It’s the nights that kill her.
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I'm really digging your style. It's got that...city beat to it. That's the description that comes to mind. Poetry to go clubbing to. Points for the Gone With The Wind reference. That really puts a lock on the feeling of this piece. That is ultimate tale of regret. "She smells of 3:30 AM/and of stale kisses." I really like that. Nice bit of sensory detail. Once again, nice work.