October 27. By Mike Zone

The night we first met

I didn’t exactly know

what drew me to pull away

wanting to touch your beauty

sensing your sweet sadness

fearing you may not have understood

the loneliness revealed

or perhaps I feared

how much you needed me

or how much I needed you

how much we needed each other then

how much we need each other now

oh, baby how far flung out future can be

through the inter-exchange of shadows 

and light

with the beauty

 comes the pain

and the knowing

Mike Zone is the author of A Farewell to Big Ideas, Void Beneath the Skin, Better than the Movie: 4 Screenplays and Fellow Passengers: Public Transit Poetry, Meditations and Musings. A contributing poet to Mad Swirl and contributing writer to the graphic novel series American Anti-hero by Alien Buddha Press. His poetry and stories have appeared in: Horror Sleaze Trash, The Daily Dope Fiend, Outlaw Poetry, The Rye Whiskey Review, Synchronized Chaos and Triadæ Magazine.