Monday, September 20, 2010

slow motion suicide

your holding the devil in your hand
slow motion suicide
your children doesn't understand

lying on the floor
your wife picks you up
and pray once more

when must we let go of this hope that springs
holding on with faith as thin as a string

1 comment:

  1. I have read this poem four times and think of so many different things each time. Once I cried, twice I laughed and every time I shivered. It has inspired two poems; so thank you.