A Writer's Solitude

A Writer's Solitude

A Poem by Jacob Brine

Go to the movies they said

Lots of flicks are playing

I almost went

But I knew

Once I got there

In that dark room

All alone

You would creep

Ever so slowly

Into my head

And at times

When you're usually a blessing

You become

A curse

© 2014 Jacob Brine


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Added on January 9, 2014
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Jacob Brine
Jacob Brine

Lebanon, PA



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