scratch notes at a café
this time is epic:the calm before the storm.
it's a hot night in florida
and the moon
is beckoning to me
(i don't feel inspired)
the poet walks the streets
of the night
searching for the answers
in the miniature details,
trying to see beyond everything
at the end of the day,
everyone is gone
and i'm left to my own devices
to resort to coffee
and a pen
9/29/12
Poetry by Thomas Perdue
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Written on 2012-11-16 at 17:06
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