A Goodnight Kiss
suddenly
crossing town
between the madness
an old, bedraggled woman
stumbling in just her nightie
elegant fake pistol in bony hand
strangers are my only friends, she wails
and friends now just cocky strangers
hey, sweetheart, don’t be shy
this one for charity
one last memory
a goodnight
kiss
© Copyright, 2007. Seamus Kearney.
2 comments:
Quite a picture of her that's now vivid in my mind. Loved the part where she started to wail that line: "strangers are my only friends." I could just imagine the look in her eyes...
My first time here. (And I'm staying put for a while to read previous poems on this page. ^_^) Cheers.
Hey soulless, thank you. Do check out my main blog as well ... link in the sidebar.
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