The Six Sentence Club of Lonely

She sits behind the computer screen at midnight and takes comfort in the light as it warms her face. Numb to the vodka she chills in the freezer, she types sad poems and blogs them to other lonely people in this world. She writes how she can’t go on anymore the way things are going and other midnight poets tell her to hang in there and she is loved. Sometimes, she visits my site and says my lonesome poems make her feel sad, but at least they make her feel something. She rattles the half full bottle of pills and takes a drink not sure if she has had enough.

6 Responses to The Six Sentence Club of Lonely

  1. whypaisley says:

    wow… in light of that,,, i don’t feel half bad…

  2. johemmant says:

    laughing my ass off at Jodi’s comment……yes. Never mix drink n pills.

  3. Julie says:

    I love it, Scot! Keep them coming.

  4. Sara says:

    This one really speaks to me. The depth you were able to reach in six short lines is stunning.

  5. Jo Janoski says:

    Bravo! You caught the persona!

  6. These six sentences say a lot…and speak of a lot of poets I know. Well done.


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