Kingsley [Poetry]

This is a poem by Luke Kuzmish.

Laura is a gutted motel room

just south of the lake

she laments

(and I suppose)

she weeps

for her children

she waits

for a passing train

Ronnie is

smoke stained wallpaper

in a rented room;

Ronnie is a bent curtain rod

dragged down

by 20 year old fabric

hiding

chipped paint


Phoenix is a used car

a sticker price

for more than she is worth

hiding her errors

under wax

ash

makeup

and perfume


Alex is a recurring cold

an uncleared throat;

a background actor

left on the cutting room floor;a mime

who counts spare change

(but I believe)

inside him

there is a song

that can save.


Luke Kuzmish is a new father, recovering addict, software developer, and writer from Erie, Pennsylvania. His poetry has been featured by Poets’ Hall Press, Beatnik Cowboy, Transcendent Zero Press, Rye Whiskey Review, Ink Sweat and Tears, and Dope Fiend Daily. His latest collection, ‘Little Hollywood,’ was published by Alien Buddha Press in 2018.

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