Very Bad Archive
Last Booth on the Left
Justin W. Grover
over a cup of coffee sat at the far end of a lonely diner
the one with the burnt out neon letter in the sign
an overcooked breakfast and day old newspaper
with my head still aching from the night before
a strange night spent in a stranger's bed
I woke up beside her with you in my head
found my dreams at the bottom of a bottle of gin
maybe some sunny day and the tulips of spring
a songbird to sing a love song, not one of lament
but my heart's still breaking from the night before
left you a letter on the dresser between heirlooms
your grandmother's necklace and promises broken
read my words and don't look out the back door
don't trace my steps that led me to the night before
a strange night spent in a stranger's bed
I woke up beside her with you in my head
Justin W. Grover has published 2 more terrible poems since joining on 30/11/99. Read more of Justin W.'s terrible poetry at the anthology. Here are three of Justin W.'s latest works: