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May 02, 2005
Venice
Behind tin shutters
and star lit curtains
melodies fill a vacancy
left by the moonlight
Behind closed doors
and parked cars
sweat is being brewed
candles are fluttering
nightgowns
are being laid to rest
Down south
girls giggle atop a swing set
about their chemical alterations
and my voyeuristic inclinations
while hobos howl at the moon
Down here
in the twilight of my youth
I mock the world
as it passes me by
I see old men cry
as beasts unearth
that which they have hidden
In the aftermath
some years later
long after now
we will wonder
aloud
to ourselves
how such a place
or time
was ever lost to us
and have
no reply
other than the tears
Posted by Drexler at May 2, 2005 12:43 PM