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Neon Light


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The cigarette smoke hangs heavy in the air.
Looks good in films
But in real life,
In this place it clings to you
Like a broken dream.

The neon beer light covers many sins
And many more failed lives.
In the corner sits a man,
Pondering if tonight
Will be his last.
Time for one more drink.

He won’t be the last to sit under this neon light.
Looking at his reflection
Reliving life’s mistakes
On histories screen
That hangs behind the bar.

Time for that final drink,
You need to move on.
Here this one is on the house,
Time to say goodbye.
I see another face ready to sit
Under this neon light.

Gabriel Denver

About poetreecreations

I am an author writer publisher web administrator I run poetry workshops in the community. My published Manners childrens poetry book can be found at www.waterstones.com

One response

  1. I love the opening lines of this piece.

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