Barstool Junction

He drank himself a shot in the morning.

Away and lost I was by his touring

of my own torn - up tattered

stranded

loathing.

Entangled as he was by my

shattered adoring - together we withered by our abiding wills.

Lost thoughts not worth exploring...

I live within the constant contrast of my past.

I can feel the thoughts vibrating throughout the avenues of my mind,

their potential lost.

I cannot be…

And so I was.

Author's Note

oldie, experimenting with how I display the lines for impact

Reviews

[R.E. Ray]

Powerful piece because it's pure and lasting. I love the structure; it conveys a bit of the chaos that I felt as I read it. My favorite line-- "I live within the constant contrast of my past." Again, original and lasting, and perhaps somewhat haunting. Another impressive work from you!

[Lucia]

I'm glad you enjoyed it! I was a bit worried as this was the first time I tried spacing the lines this way- that it might have come off as clumsy. Chaotic is a wonderful coincidence!

[Rachel]

I really enjoyed the layout of the poem. I love the last two lines of the poem, definitely very thought provoking.

[Lucia]

thank you! I've just read one of your poems- you do incredible work! I'm flattered that you found something you liked in mine!!