Category : Poems

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Staring long into the woods 
a path under my feet
a shadow of a broken man
with sand and mud between his teeth
on his brow dirt from the road 
a long way to the ocean
further to the creek 
too much trouble behind him
no rain in sight
he's drowning in sorrow 
but that's the only way in sight
he has one hand on the bottle
another on his knife
demons of tomorrow left to the imagination
step over step, bleeding from the slice
The last battle did him in 
gritting his shattered teeth and bleeding gums 
nursing burns
it never stops
The haunting of a man
battered and downtrodden 
forlorn in figure