No Lament, Just Life

Here’s a poem I wrote, and didn’t edit, in shitty, uneven, and mostly-un-rhyming couplets.


If I was on a lake,
placid and cool,

I could steer away this
serious darkness,

for lonely reasons,
my brain’s corrupted,

lasting impressions,
napalm lit soul,

if I could smell the
crashing water,

cold, crisp autumn
leaves asunder,

inside my dreary
charred hide,

I could live here,
longer still,

but the couch is
dry, listless, drab,

colored naturally in
baseless sanctimony,

not vapor sinking my
last wishes,

no love from steely-
eye fishes,

just silence, jets’ sky

and languid, vapid
living, without you

~ by Shawn M. Young on November 5, 2018.

One Response to “No Lament, Just Life”

  1. The title says it all….

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