watch them come and go
eavesdrop on their conversations
no one is talking about
but the emptiness
of the crowded room
goes down rough
like swallowing a
desiccated peach pit
what would they listen to
what conversation would you offer
the slow and slowing beat
of that pump in your chest
that peach pit of an organ
that withered on the limb
10 thoughts on “come and go (20161014)”
Nice. Well put together and I love the way it flows. ^_^
Well, thank you, Sinister. I appreciate your coming by my site to read comment.
I just recently wrote a short story about a fruit’s pit. How funny! I enjoyed the way you described the “emptiness of a crowded room.” I’ve been in that place before. Your poems are written in a way that stimulates all my five senses. I feel so participatory in your writings. 😀
Audience participation is always encouraged.
I loved this one. The imagary you paiinted was beautiful.
Thank you. I must admit to lifting a bit from T. S. Eliot, but I hope I was obvious enough in my little thefts and successful in making them my own.
the peach pit as the heart
what a revelation
Great one crow
The Sheldon Perspective
Thank you, Sheldon. I hope you have a peaceful weekend.
Not good crow
Well, I hope things improve.
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