isolation makes me jump
into the shredding propeller of her tongue
it was Hi 8 and stereo record player
and a sense we belonged,
wiping nose on my hand
then on those jeans strained and faded,
we could make it work maybe,
her nightgown had buttons
linear nipples of distraction,
i would run
if it where not the seventeenth floor
and no closer to heaven,
her voice slowed quicker
than the snow outside,
are we done
gun still pressed in my back waistband
you look done
i felt battered beyond the cut over eye
and bloodied nose,
the projects would have heroes
i was not one of them,
failing to hold up the store
girl cashier
younger
faded blonde dye and dark roots,
i spoke and connected,
pulled a flower from the bunches
sold cheaply at the desk
and gave it to her,
a startling explosion
as manager hit me with a piece of wood,
i ran
never said goodbye
but i know who
i wanted now
Tag Archives: robbery
Exit And Answer
Terry S Amstutz
dead flaked walls,
i breathed there
my fear saw the grey plaster
with gun at my side,
ears distilled sounds
a gunshot,
sirens and screaming,
my unmended nature
by sociological discourse,
returned fire,
i hit someone,
who.. i did not know,
body temperature raised
clammy trickle down my back,
this was my trap
one exit only,
sometimes i wish i listened
but chose not to,
shouts down the hallway
torches and light,
light attached to guns,
robbery no excuse
to evade poverty,
now i was fallen
and unreachable,
lifting gun hand
i knew what to do
@dVersePoets with Terry S Amstutz
Better Bad Days
vinyl stuck to skin
shirt off made rough bandage
fuck man slow it down,
Chevy been on 85
what seemed a long time
worn suspension crashed and thudded,
cause of wound a .38
shit i said the guard was armed
black seats sticky
blood pooled into cracks,
just park up man
i won’t implicate you
mom will understand
it always will be me
fuck this hurts
what can i do
just stop the car
engine idled exhaust plumed
dust from tires
i will be ok go
sun filled windshield
a light to go to
it hurts Mikey
should i stay
go i won’t face a long stretch
i love you man
drivers door mirror
reflected
a face dying
as he began to run
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