Quiet

Midnight and rain
Cigarette almost burnt out in the ashtray
Cat purring
Mazzy playing
Drinking black coffee
Reading Joan Didion
Did you ever see Panic in Needle Park?
Shit, what a tragedy…

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I am a romantic in every possible sense of the word!
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2 Responses to Quiet

  1. The short, choppy lines pace this poem nicely.

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