Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Another ghost
another silver dollar
shining in the moon toss
another greenfield of childhoods
another lost dream sunny afternoon
of butterflies and treasure maps
all those forgotten memory gaps
another roll of the devilish dice
another judas kissed christ
7 eleven payed the ultimate price
another cheap whore waving at cars
another shot of rot gut in dark bars
her looks could open a can of worms
another screw falls out of the motor
another cap gun for the kid's birthday
another headline of cloak and dagger
another brown bagger spills his beans
another lose lip another sunk ship
another flood of rouge ink
another pink poka-dot another bloody mess
another sinner on his death bed must confess
another piece of the goddamn puzzle
falls into place, i will never forget her face
another fried byzantine brain goes to waste
all them war room high rollers are disgraced
another jazz drifts into my distorted vision

thank you

and we won the war ...
somebody won the war ...

another lose lip another sunk ship
another flood of rouge ink
another pink poka-dot another bloody mess
another sinner on his death bed must confess
another piece of the goddamn puzzle...

the ghostly zeitgeist
but it is more than that
a wonderful poem
like an analgesic to my stress
like if I was listening to jazz
thank you again
pardon the multiple reples

That's why I keep writing, to deal with stress, I guess.

Excellently put.