2:41 a.m.

2:41 a.m.

café inspirations
at a table of bohemian
revolution dilutions
and my perspective
has clouded up my glasses

again.

man, oh woman,
insomnia insecurities
what a wreck,
where to go, to what infinity
can i run to?

character analysis
personality dialysis
same thing, same time
wonder why, life's cruelly
ironically insomniac?

i just don't know.

where is that boundary,
between fiction and reality?
i mean, you promised this was real

it's getting late and
i'm still wondering

2:59 a.m.



Poetry by Zachary P. B.
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Written on 2006-09-30 at 12:03

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Sabrina
Very inspiring text... great work!

Hugs,
Sabrina
2006-10-03


keith nunes
a real poet using his angst and tribulations to produce a fine work. top marks z
2006-09-30


Kathy Lockhart
MSZ your insomnia can be a friend and an enemy. In this case, it is a very wonderful friend. It inspired this amazing poem. What a talent you have!!!! kathy
2006-09-30


kladdpapper
zachary!! THis is THE best poem I've ever read! I love it! It feels like it's my thoughts and words, I really connect with it.

I love the

café inspirations
at a table of bohemian
revolution dilutions

and

character analysis
personality dialysis
same thing, same time


and

where is that boundary,
between fiction and reality?
i mean, you promised this was real

the whole poem. It's just really nice : )

first when I read it it felt like you were just sitting at a café, being in your own world thinking, analysing stuff life. but then it felt like you were sitting there being stood up? but, now I'm not sure. but I love it, because I love cafés and just the whole feeling in this poem. and the title and end is very smart.

long comment, great poem : )
2006-09-30


Zoya Zaidi
A very unique subject, a unique approach...poetic!
Love it Zachery.
((hugs)))
Zoya
2006-09-30