Unfinished new poem


I’ll likely come back to this at a later time.  Just wanted to get it out there. Hope you enjoy.


The needle drops onto the moon & Antarctica
and as we sit in that second floor apartment
we all stop and listen

filling in the track breaks
with clanking bottles
smiles and knowing looks
no words necessary

I get up from the couch
and gaze out
onto the main street
dappled with hazy pools
of yellow streetlight
and fallen leaves

it’s so still outside
I can see the cold
in the autumn air

I turn back
we are someplace else
maybe on the moon
looking down on ourselves

hold onto this
there won’t be many nights left
to feel ok


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