LONG and empty faces keep their
eyes on the television screen,
FIRE flies jockeying for
position, on a cold and quiet
dream,
A murmer of sounds coming from
your head, or is it the rain,
wind, or a song from, i loved
you once, but now i must pack
up and leave.
LONG and empty faces......
DAVID GERARDINO
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/take-it-while-you-can/
