a poem I wrote today

by E.D. Kain on April 8, 2009

Untitled, by E.D. Kain

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the soft dark of the street
and someone playing Doors covers
loud across the hushed-blue
night.

i remember a sky of pinwheeling
stars, nightflowers blooming,

air and earth.
cold asphalt and bass guitar.
warm beer and a cigarette.

a woman’s voice singing
five to one, baby, one in five
noone get’s out of here

alive. if i could replace
this tangle of thoughts and wires
with a warm glow
i’d burn my burdened self

to the ground.

Tagged as: poems, poetry

E.D. Kain is a blogger and freelance writer. Currently he serves as Editor-in-Chief of The League of Ordinary Gentlemen and writes a tech blog at Forbes. Visit his politics blog here. He can be found occasionally composing 140 character cultural analysis on Twitter. His writing has appeared in The Atlantic, The National Review, The Washington Examiner, and the now-defunct True/Slant. You can also contact him via email.

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