In a secret place <br />you hide from the world <br />daring every week or so <br />to check the mail <br />or phone your one best friend___ <br />in a secret place <br />you write out bad checks <br />and bad poetry <br />to pay for your transgressions <br />against your many old friends <br />and their good poetry___ <br />In a secret place <br />you drink and inject cocktails <br />to keep yourself numbed <br />sipping the ice cold reality <br />shaken and stirred <br />with the partial truths <br />as your tongue dries <br />from the lies your belly ingest___ <br />In a secret place <br />you waste away <br />as your fingers swell <br />and your two left feet ache <br />from the gout of Kings____ <br />in a secret place <br />that smells like death <br />yellowed by jaundice <br />you slowly die <br />as the plague claims <br />another rat bitten by a fly <br />and the vultures infect themselves <br />over their spoiling meal <br />life in general is no big deal <br />we all will die to be replaced____ <br />in a secret place <br />where only hollow men can feel <br />your pain or hear the defiance <br />in your choked and fading laugh <br />as you close your eyes in escape___ <br />In a secret place <br />you feel safe <br />in your abounding faith <br />that none of us are really ever truly alone...... <br /> <br />2007 © Ted Sheridan<br /><br />Ted Sheridan<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/cockroaches-know-the-best-hiding-places/
