Saturday, August 10, 2019

Romantic Agony by Mike Zone

Maybe we could be the brightest light
together, reigniting even the darkest of stars
I’m like one of those crazy Italian medieval poets
in romantic agony
pondering the existential ideal
never have I been so perplexed
and drawn to a woman like you before
perhaps, I should just cut myself open
offer my heart up
for consumption





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.

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