Sunday, January 21, 2007

the smaller kingdom of obvious lies

if and when there
is no god

is only the house of the
dying man and the
tears of his children and if the
songs cannot wash away
the pain

if the woman you lie next to
tastes like failure

when she tells you
she no longer loves you

no longer believes in
your fists

lets you kiss her scars
but only because
she's already gone


raysweat said...

powerful writing as always john...good to find your blog...

i sent an email to your yahoo account...


ray, co-editor (with pj nights) of from east to west: bicoastal verse

john sweet said...

ray, many thanks. glad people are finding the blog.