Monday, October 10, 2011


Pounding the pavement,
Music thumping
through her headset as she
pounds down those keys
cranking out a paper
or three.
Pounding down iced coffee
like it's her job.

Tired out, not a miracle in days
Deciders for the lonely
Whispering tears
You try out for nothing then you drop dead
Not a miracle in years
Leisure for the lonely
Whispering unnecessary unless you're in

Die and succeed
I say it out loud but you just don't care
Farewell, til you know me well


  1. So the poem is you, and the lyrics by Phoenix, right? Another great job.

    Your poem would go up say 10/21; I've actually got one I wrote myself that I'm doing this Friday. If you post it here and give me permission, I'll copy it there. Or email me at thetroublewithroy[at]

  2. Thank you,
    I'll post it tomorrow!


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