I stand outside at an ungodly hour tracing your silhouette in cigarette smoke.
My friend, alone, pacing in his room like some wild animal in captivity.
Haunted mercilessly by all that should have been.
My friend, alone, pacing in his room like some wild animal in captivity.
Haunted mercilessly by all that should have been.
He had been born into privilege.
Raised to fulfill the American dream.
It all went wrong so quickly.
Raised to fulfill the American dream.
It all went wrong so quickly.
He is cycling through the random scenarios that ruined his mind.
I hold my breath in terrible suspense.
His cries of protest bounce off empty walls.
Hollow like the promises life never kept.
I hold my breath in terrible suspense.
His cries of protest bounce off empty walls.
Hollow like the promises life never kept.
Kevin M. Hibshman has had poems published in many journals and magazines world wide. In addition, he has edited his poetry zine, Fearless, since 1990 and is the author of sixteen chapbooks including Love Sex Death Dreams (Green Bean Press, 2000) and Incessant Shining (Alternating Current, 2011).
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