Tag: deserted streets

  • Asphalt and Agamemnon (Poem)

    Again I walk the loneliest streets,

    Stumbling over the rough pavement

    Or perhaps my own grief.

    I listen to the clangor

    Of the railroad being rebuilt

    And wonder if I could do that

    With the worn out structure of my heart.

    I shake my head at this and say no.

    Now I’m drinking black coffee in a bare room,

    Reading the savage words of Aeschylus

    And occasionally pausing to look out the window

    At the vast indifferent city night.

    This is where I’ve always lived.

    This is where I’ll die.

  • Melancholy (Poem)

    I seek the lorn streets, the derelict ways,

    That run unbeknownst

    Behind businesses that died long ago.

    The broken pavement and shuttered facades

    Echo my desolate mien.

    Bleak skies with lowering clouds

    Add uncertain rain and chilling wind.

    I do not walk alone on my solitary path.

    Ghosts and memories accompany my each step.

    We suit each other well.