A Picture Without The Sound

by

Brbadpenny

Staring eyes cool quickly. Starved and hungry.
My dreams are so foul that they're not worth the mention.
Late Thursday night blues on a coat hanger.
Then the radio sings.
"I know I'll never lose affection for people and things that went before."
Late night T.V. goes on and on.
The Picture Without The Sound.

Summer breezes smooth swiftly. Ragged and light headed.
Frozen dinner's cooking. I'm getting tired of looking at the same four walls. Strong stomach and a weak ego.
Too much compassion equals not enough sleep.
Then the radio croons.
"I know I'll never lose affection for people and things that went before."
Channel 11 winds out it's scheduled programs.
The Picture Without The Sound.

Sorry eyes brooding. Tear stricken and full of apologies.
Red circles and questions. Always questions.
But I don't care about the lies she has to say.
Shot down leaving me bewildered and confused.
Tearing out my heart and literally throwing it on her doorstep. The long walk home hearing in my head the
"I told you so" voices of everyone I know.
Then a parked car radio screams.
"I know I'll never lose affection for people and things that went before. I know I'll often stop and think about them but In My Life I love you more."
Just sitting at home watching an old John Garfield movie.
The Picture Without The Sound

NEXT?
Why don't you look at Living Conditions
by: Eric T. Wagner
from: Spangdahlem, Germany

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