In a blistering drunken stupor
I was down on my knees,
crawling back to you
legs cut up and bruised.
You locked the door on me -
all I wanted was a piece of your light
to hold you for the rest of the night.
Trying to get back in
I felt abandoned again.
Like that feeling resonates
still from an unknown
childhood memory.
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The Raven Redux & Other Poems
HorrorTransport yourself to the last days of Edgar Allan Poe, the famed writer and poet, in the book's featured poem, The Raven Redux. Also, enjoy reading Poe's final and incomplete story, along with original poems and a zombie-origin story by Alexander B...
