Stone Soup Croutons is a weekly poem I write using lines and impressions selected from Stone Soup Poetry's open mic readers and features. I figure out a title (and sometimes the rest of the poem) later. You can read the other ones I've done since 2015 here.
I also have a book collecting the best of my first year of poems. Click here to purchase it.
This week the all-open mic trend continued. Something to do while counting down to the thunderclaps. Still a lot of sick people out there. I hope Bryan Franco is okay.
Nothing overtly political this week. Not even going through a breakup. Just going through memory lane and reliving some worst moments. It will happen again.
It ends on a weird note. Not what I intended it, but I'm keeping it that way for now. Thanks for reading.
Scenes from Your Latest Breakup
Remember together rhymes with
tether, not the hair that snapped
No way to map your way back
from newest shitstorm. Third day
sun hasn't found you.
Wherever you end up, they will
want rent. No blue light special
here, hungover from love.
Soulmates, other imaginary
creatures watusi under same
blue moon as last time.
Start path from where you
woke. You have blue ribbon
in starting over again.
Aren't you old enough to not
want things anymore? Textbook
rules of attraction disavow you.
Moths would rather jitterbug
on fire than nibble your clothes,
your pent up blues safely dammed.
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