A gaping hole which once contained
your soul, you try to fill the void with
whiskey, wine and sleazy partners
Squatting in a disheveled room
Grey, tattered curtains — once white
Cigarettes butts spilling from a chipped ashtray
Empty food containers rotting in the heat
Dirty linens splattered with stains
From your empty life
The stench is overpowering —
Sweaty bodies, unbathed, filthy
A life of degradation
A gaping hole of life
Red Wolf Journal Spring 2014, and a fresh start
10 years ago
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Very descriptive of this way of life - very accurate portrayal and the mood seeps through the poem. Well done. I could almost smell the cigarette butts:)
ReplyDeleteSherry,
ReplyDeleteThanks and I was thinking when we got this prompt over at PA, what would cause a hole. I thought imagine living on skid row with no hope of changing or wanting to. Well, that is where this came from.
Pamela
I simply admire your energy in writing so many lovely poems within a short period of time.
ReplyDeleteamazing gaping hole of life.
well done.
Thanks Jingle. I have been off of work for the past few days. So I have had time for myself and writing.
ReplyDeletePamela
Wow, Pamela. What a description! You wrote so strongly of a certain kind of life that I almost gagged on what my mind saw and smelled!
ReplyDeleteIck, Pamela! Well described!
ReplyDeleteMary,
ReplyDeleteI guess I did well in describing the scenario.
Thanks.
Pamela
Diane,
ReplyDeleteYeah, it would be a nasty way to live.
Pamela