2AM boulevards
Bathe me in lonely headlights.
My soul is broken
Like the crumbling pavement
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I have read several of your poems now, Uriah... You are a gem of a poet and I am going to add you to my friends list. dan
Uriah, Pain is often a source of art and at its best art can take pain and transcend into beauty. You manage that here. Good work. Best, Hugh
Uriah, this makes me so sad...You might want to read my latest poem posted today, 'Love Consummated.' Perhaps it will cheer you up...or something. Skye
See, there you go again. A grat beacon of light from darkness and you harnassed its very essence. Fine, fine work.
hey, Uriah, what are you doing over there? holding seance with the ghost of Jack Kerouac? BEATIFIC! Jake
A very meloncholy write Uriah! You must get out earlier to pick the ripest peaches. 10 from smiling sweetly! Tai
Oh, Uriah, this is a beautiful write, very mournful, but a sweet poem. and I love the last verse. Clever you. I will applaud. Love and hugs Ernestine XXX
A fine street poem. It has the mood of a Bob Dylan folk song. Kindest regards, Sandra
An poignant, haunting, James Ellroy - esque delight. Ooh, get me sounding like a proper critic! Hugs Anna xxx PS Have a 10