Thursday, October 30, 2014

The Good Listener

He has remained
Awake in dark
Rooms with women
Crying, cursing,
One at a time:
His relatives,
Growing older,
Forgetful, rank
As the elders
They once cared for;
Wives, friends, lovers
Loathing themselves
Or someone else,
Sometimes, briefly,
Him, his shadow
In their dark rooms,
Keeping his thoughts
Drowned in a well.

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