Nightime wasn’t the way it was supposed to go down
In a town on the edge of the bay, daytime boats
You talking through tears about something that face did
And the way when he put his hand on your shoulder to say, “I’m sorry”
It made your skin crawl across the floor & disappear into the corner
Another glass [...]
On August 7, 2009, I read at Rapp Saloon, a reading at the hostel in Santa Monica, CA. I read two pieces: “Nearly impossible to unbuild something…” and “Nightime wasnt the way it was supposed to go down…” Please visit www.adambresson.org for more poetry and writing. Hope you enjoy!
Also tagged build, death, god, ikea, poetry, videoRocks glass fragmenting into stars & stars
Of light bending refracted around
The cool bottom pattern to grip, big tip
Filled & color shifting, blind clink
Reminds you of bars filled with thick hope
Last chance booze joints making money
On basement poker & shorting the drinks
And every drink is served in a glass flattened
With finger holds & fierce desire
To pour [...]
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