The Web Poetry Corner - Adam Gosha - For the Hell of It
For the Hell of It
by
Adam Gosha
I've become aware of interminable
empty glasses. Nothing to keep
heads from hitting themselves too
hard on their thoughts. Silent energy
drips and radiantly seeps endlessly on its page,
darkening the day, never sleeping
until at least the mind
has dreamt with death on its
meticulous guest list.