Mu2ic Man

He answers, when I ask,
"I'm lonely, babe," and laughs
A tragic laugh, head thrown back
Mocking, with twisted irony
Himself as well as me,
Driving home his point:
He'd rather remain lonely than have me.




Poetry by Nancy Sikora
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Written on 2010-12-30 at 08:56

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vladimir todor turmanev
I like this one too! You create the scene and the mood as one.
2010-12-30