joe frey

 

 

Obsession


When I wander empty streets
at night to forget -
your words nail themselves
into my ears

When I lay myself down
to slumber, echoes
of your voice chisel at
my brain once again.

The uneasy feeling of
abuse is etched into
memory
there you are again

on that lonely walk,
I admired and pondered
an obsessive, unruly
murder of crows.


Joe Frey has been writing for over twenty years. In print, he has published in such places as The Storyteller and Love's Chance among others and online at children, churches & daddies, spydersempirehaiku, poetry.com, scars.tv and many others.

 

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