heartbreak divebar

By FadedBlues

it’s a divebar down a back alley, it’s where you end up
when the decent joints have barricaded the doors for
the night – the cowardly night that’s getting it’s butt
kicked by the harlequin dawn.
outside, the rain is a concert,
the thunder music & the strobe lights…
the bartender has sad eyes, you feel like
you’re hurting him when you order a cocktail.
he blends me a whiskey sour
but I’m not drinking it –
he offers me his own exposition of loneliness,
but I’m not writing it,
instead I write my love poem on a matchbook cover,
but I can’t sell it, even with a full clip of matches.
maybe I watch the shadows stumble in from the rain,
single file & shivering, & if I watch for another moment, they
will disintegrate like the days & nights of my destitute life…
then it strikes me that they are actually people.
if my beauty queen is among them, she keeps the collar of
her trench turned up, scarf & dark glasses hiding her anguish.
I conclude that we are all very much alike,
we are all alone & we are all lonely.
yet we maintain a cold distance between each other,
as if someone else’s loneliness is a disease,
a leprosy more hideous than our own.
the melody of the rain taps a sleepy crescendo,
& we must kiss the stars goodnight.
the bartender chants, go home, go home –
home is where the heartache is…


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Copyright 2013 FadedBlues
Published on Sunday, June 23, 2013.     Filed under: "Poetry"
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  • Scars of Sin On Saturday, August 3, 2013, Scars of Sin (41)By person wrote:

    De je vous on some nights I've had...very cool...

  • Stephanie Sideways On Wednesday, July 10, 2013, Stephanie Sideways (302)By person wrote:

    I love the way you write! You have a unique way of describing things in poems that just works, and is wonderful to read. X x

  • BlackVelvet Rose On Saturday, July 6, 2013, BlackVelvet Rose (210)By person wrote:

    Yes we all are very much alike in our loneliness... and at times home is indeed where the heartache lies. I'll drink that whiskey sour simply to cover my pain for a short while... Scholar

  • M Morgan On Sunday, June 30, 2013, M Morgan (203)By person wrote:

    I'll drink the whiskey , one maybe two sip and that will keep me safe from home at least for a while. Loved the poem

  • Devilish On Tuesday, June 25, 2013, Devilish (3759)By person wrote:

    he blends me a whiskey sour but I’m not drinking it – he offers me his own exposition of loneliness, but I’m not writing it,.. have i told you lately how much i love you . damn . .. damn .. damn. leave breathless faded.. Scholar

  • Nehema On Tuesday, June 25, 2013, Nehema (1259)By person wrote:

    The visuals you paint with your classic prose always sweeps me away. This is why I read poetry, this another perfect piece that I will revisit during times I need reminded that I'm not alone in loneliness... Love you blues - XXOO Scholar

  • A former member wrote: its hard when anywhere is better than home. thats what this piece makes me think of... a place where you can share in sadness without even sharing your own. Scholar

  • FadedBlues On Tuesday, June 25, 2013, FadedBlues (2944)By person wrote:

    Friends, thanks. every dream remains a stranger...

  • A former member wrote: i think sometimes the gods can't even stomach our pain, our emptiness... they have turned their backs while this lingers on like something tom waits might have written on a good hair day.

  • Shangri-La On Monday, June 24, 2013, Shangri-La (110)By person wrote:

    "outside, the rain is a concert, the thunder music & the strobe lights" - That is an absolutely amazing description!

  • A former member wrote: Someone has to make the first move, or else no one gets to know anyone. Makes you wonder if you ever really do choose your friends and lovers, how much of it was just happy coincidence? Is it all down to circumstance, how much of it do we have a say in? Only when we are being conscious and aware of choices do we really make make them. Excellent work, everyone is lonely in some way or another, in the end human beings are incapable of truly understanding each other fully.

  • blue angel On Sunday, June 23, 2013, blue angel (1117)By person wrote:

    Crushingly beautiful, leaving my heart aching... ~^_^~ I believe your brushing your blue across my soul, I love it ;)

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