Sleepless Nights in Lonely Corners

by CJ Speelman on 1 October 2008 with comments

Blood and wine pools,
On stone, tile floor.
Broken glass, dreams
In bottles find
Escape in death.
Cold fingers point
To dark windows
Held together
By tape and wire.
Dim light casts hard
Shadows from blank
Eyed bodies to
Beer yellowed walls.
Reflections of
My watch dance on
The wet ceiling.