Drains Poems - Poems about Drains

Old flame memories, and game show repeats, viewed through tobacco, it's smoke fills the room, loneliness, only, stays glued to defeat, blue-bottles, can't help, but choke on the gloom. Dreams like the remote, corroded to rust, unopened, unpaid, bills sit...Read the rest...

steam rises from vents the streets haze like fog machines at a rocket concert...Read the rest...

My poor heart aches as my mind cogitates upon the deep desires of my dark soul, and searching for profound truths that can be expressed in mystic subtle syllables. Alas such thoughts come at the worst of times. I dream...Read the rest...

Sappho, fragment 58 loose translation by Michael R. Burch Pain drains me to the last drop . Sappho, fragment 130 (Lobel-Page 130 / Voigt 130) loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Eros, the limb-shatterer, rattles me, an irresistible constrictor. Sappho, unnumbered fragment loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch What cannot be...Read the rest...

Here everybody drains the swamp The chunks of toxic glitter And brazen meat Intelligible only to the daunted fool Who filled it so Pour the acid wash Of peace and indulgence To cleanse the slop o’ plenty Time for mixes and fixes That clear...Read the rest...

How Hate Drains Hate drains a soul from the surroundings of a feeling. ...Read the rest...

The Room Drains... The room drains to sepia. A long distant relative in a bowler hat, smoking a pipe; strokes your dog. The one on the couch....Read the rest...

take from me all that you please I give unto you taste the warmest fruit of me and I will bleed sweetly for you cut at my dark lonely soul only the bone will show and I will bleed only for you fest...Read the rest...