homage to gwinn commons

[zachfleury]

homage to gwinn commons

clanging forks,
a frizzle fry of frazzled faces
hidden in curtains of highlighted hair and crackled make-up

bench-seats of buzzing bees,
earning rations of honey,
making sweet the death of dreams,

me eyes close over.
drifting-
to the land of the living,

Comments

[anonymous]

i love this

-Wid

[anonymous]

Zach, found this link on your Facebook. Love the poetry and I don't even like poetry. This one brings me back to freshman year. Thanks. Sometimes that's where I want to be.

Hank.

[zachfleury]

Thanks, Hank.

Having a lazy Saturday? I sure hope so.