Our money is free but we can't pay the rent.
Our love is all gone but no one knows how it's spent.
Our fire is ice that burns without sound.
We yell in the dark but there's no one around.
Our wobly fences are all coming down.
Our children will laugh as in bloody rivers we drown.

#RandomPoetry

This is what I do on social media: I post bad poetry. What I lack luster (get it? lackluster?) I make up for in consistency...like gruel.

Hands wet against your window
Knuckles bloodied at your door
I’d fight through hell to get to you
But you don’t live here anymore

I’d give up my everything
To mean something to you
Said you’d let me in then shut me out
Can’t you see the damage that you do

I’m finally at my wits end
Face down on the floor
Broken weary and defeated
What am I fighting for
Thought I had a place in your heart
But I don’t live there any more

Forever chasing your love
As truth outside the lies
Blinded to reality
I never saw me in your eyes

TL Boehm
#randompoetry
7/7/24