Does anyone else find they can never think of appropriate names for their poems? Here's another one with no name, if you can think of a good one let me know.


Like a carwreck with no handbrake,
Or a shattered pane of glass,
Just putting back the pieces,
Ain't gonna bring her back.

Play host to all your obscene fears,
Make light of passing night,
But even haunted lust filled days,
Won't ever make it right.

So curse your gods and demons,
Find solace in your faith,
For when she left she unmade you,
And put me in your place.

"Don't see what I do not want to see,
you don't hear what I don't say.
Won't be what I don't want to be,
I continue in my way."