Unlaced

Photo by VC Ferry

unending

ever wanting
wanderlust

or bust

forever shaking

off

the last ditch

effort

and the

dust

from the road

kept me

tying my

shoes

and tying

one on

L. K. Thayer

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“Like The Sun” by L. K. Thayer

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tattered
like a torn dress
that was never
asked to the
prom

folded neatly
hiding
under the bed
where
the bed bugs
bite

take hold
of the night
where gypsies
dance
with fire flies
in the scarlet sky

and the crescent
moon
screams forward
aching to shine
and be a star
someday
like
the sun

L. K. Thayer

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“Battery” by L. K. Thayer

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the plug

has been

pulled

your
electricity
no longer
surges
through
me

there is
no Light
at the end
of the
tunnel

no

current

I am
in
shock

L. K. Thayer

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“Bare Bones” by L. K. Thayer

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petrified
at the
thought
of you

warm once
when you
wrapped
your love
around mine

I shiver now
veins
unthawing

you are
a silhouette
of your former
disguise

I see

clear

through you

your
skeleton
disfigured

you figured
wrong

my old
love song

L. K. Thayer

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“Madame Cafe” by L. K. Thayer

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she no longer daydreamed
of sunsets
nor of a man on a white horse
nor of miracles
nor of dancing till dawn
nor tantrums
nor true confessions
nor her lover

she only imagined cities
who’s cafes she could write in
a table and chair she could
inhabit
with her pen and paper
scribble her thoughts down
drink a glass of wine
and let the rhymes take
her away

she would live her life
simply
by walking to the café
to her table and back
then walk from her table

home

to a solitary life, with her cats
and books and paintings
and poetry

she knew that this
was what she wanted
when she woke in
the morning
after brushing her hair
and feeding her cats
she would put on her shoes
roll down her socks
grab her pen and notebook
and walk down to
the café

she felt a warm feeling
of home
not at home

but within
herself

L. K. Thayer

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Lock Box

Photo by VC Ferry

Hellooo??

I want more
than the echo
of my voice
ricocheting
between the eardrums
of manic fossils
and stone stares of
alligator handbags
and knock-offs
on sale

you lost me
when you had your

chance

you crumbled like
sponge cake
with nothing but

my eggs
keeping the batter
together

going to mass
couldn’t fix
what was broken
like a lock box
you opened
and thought

nothing
was in it

don’t break
my heart

hello?

don’t hang
me up

if you want to

you can find me

I’ll be

waiting
in the

lost

and found

L. K. Thayer

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The Fence

Photo by VC Ferry

in this time
of
losing

the
dream
has turned
to dread
for many

peace of mind
a thing of the
past

have faith

never give up
on your
self

don’t let
your dreams
fade away

tomorrow
is still

another
day

L. K. Thayer

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“Caped Crusader” by L. K. Thayer

Photo by VC Ferry

I was good at
hide and seek
and loved show
and tell
I was always playing
make believe
and pretending to be
somebody else
behind a mask
hiding
wanting someone
to find me

leaving bread crumbs
or a buried
treasure map
on a scavenger hunt
to find myself

so busy being
others
that I was
lost behind the costume
underneath
an assumed identity
in my own witness
protection

lost in games of
catch me
if you can
running nowhere
running away
running out

playing tag
and afraid
of being
it

L. K. Thayer

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“Around Any Corner” by L. K. Thayer

Photo by VC Ferry

I light a cigarette
trying to keep it to
a pack a day…
after all, I’m not
‘The Marlboro Man’
I’m gonna die
like everybody else

only I’m on the
fast track

dizzy with uncertainty

only certain

I’ve lost my way

I light up another
cigarette
and choke down memories
of softer touches
and sweeter smells

of hope

and you…

and I look out onto
the dead city
with hollow dreams
and vacant chants
of sycophants
who
cling to the past
and what was

the best
of the worst
review
they ever had

and

I light up
again

still thinking

of you

L. K. Thayer

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Shirt Pocket

Photo by VC Ferry

I wish
I could ride
in your
shirt pocket
so I could see
what you do
and know
where you are
and feel
your heart
beat
when you
think
of me

L. K. Thayer

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