Nocturnal – a Poem by Jordan Topf
Nocturnal.
Weird dinners and abnormal
Conversations a plenty, they drank me dry
White wine and talks of the summertime
The distant smiles but you sit by my side
You’re so far from my mind and I need it to be that way
The nightingale sprung from the branch space
And gave to me wise songs in which to play
Do not reside for her unless you want her
Grinding my molars, heartbeats,
And all into one cascading tragedy
Of lost cause one-sided coke table fixers
You try so hard to write your life into beauty
It will not be the way you planned
The distant smiles by my side
So far from my mind do I need it to stay?
The nightingale sprung from the branch space
And gave to me wise words to sing
Dark black stones exposed collarbones
Love dare I say in the night
Vanishing over time gently into the abyss of
Your crazed state of mind
Do I ever want this to happen again?
Not in a lifetime.
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