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New Year's Resolution
by Matthew ZangenMy dependencies spill across the floor
like my sprawling fingers,
reaching for the forgotten
lives before me.
(they are growing,
like regrets forced smile
scarred across my face)
My memories have burned away with my cigarettes
and all thats left are their blinding ashes,
sodden and cold from the new seasons bitter rain.
I slouch in the corner of my mind,
cold, but
draped over myselfa shadow to the night,
with the ghost of my tears
painting my face guilty.
01/01/2004 Author's Note: Well, they can't all be good ones. Enjoy?
Posted on 01/03/2004
Copyright © 2024 Matthew Zangen
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Kara Hayostek on 07/29/04 at 03:17 AM I thought it was very good, your opening is very strong (dependencies across the floor/reaching for the forgotten...) as are the rest of the images. Ending fits perfectly as well. Very much enjoyed. |
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