Final Page

When you`re empty , unneeded,  seemed useless for crowd,
When the shame of mistakes force poor soul to dout,
I feel you are gone to the temple of dead,
Where Mozart performs La minor minuet.
The smile and the scream tempo- major duet ,
The kiss and hard hit soak memory`s sweat,
While boys in your hands in baby pijamas,
Crying about the  DUI   dramas.
Doctors near delivery bed giving you Anthony,
Yellowish spred on his gentle white skin looks like lotion,
Your movement was in a sleepy- shake motion,
Drowsy eyes can not focus on us,
Wounds on veins,dirty seeped low bass,
Lies inside out where ever we go,
Hospitals, therapists, jail,dear, no,
Blurred  grey smoke  from the heroin spoon-
Devil`s wide smile through reflection of moon,
Sunny and breezy on the ocean shore,
You are steeling my money for damn liker store,
Crawling wet drunk on a hospital bed,
Seems to me know that you were dead.
Kissing and hoping, praying through fight,
Anxiety scream over sexual night  ,
Barbeque,dinners with beers and cheers,
Gallon of dropped  into emptiness tears,
Take with you all,locked up in the cage,
Give me my heart, I finished the page.