r james sterzinger

Rookie - 51 Points (9-11-56 / midwest)

Anniversary - Poem by r james sterzinger

He wore a black tuxedo and
Pleated striped trousers
A smile: half Xanax
Half Wellbutrin or something.

She in an a-train gown
White, wreath of flowers
In her hair
Blonde as a two lies.

Seems like a waste of good
Money now. Twenty-two years
Of unremembered gifts, and cards,
One freakish night in a motel.

She waited, anxious for
His I do.His voiced commitment
Now she can't stand his own sound
Telling him none would want him.

It's morphed into chaos
Something that isn't love
Something a kin to madness
Something more brackish.

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Poem Submitted: Monday, May 25, 2009

Poem Edited: Monday, May 25, 2009


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