Robbie Masso – 2 poems

Ghost

 

Don’t think I don’t care about you, darling,

I’ll just always be married to death.

I can’t imagine a greater feeling or thrill

than attending your own funeral.

I long for that eeriness more than love. 

 

🍃

  

City

 

“Show me the city.” I said to her.

She smiled and grabbed my hand.

“I’m ready to be spontaneous.”

“I’m the one to be spontaneous with.” she winked.  

 

 

I bought a ukulele, just for the hell of it,

at an old Spanish music store.

What would I do if the strings broke?

I didn’t care.  

 

 

I didn’t want to fly back home with it.

I also didn’t want to leave it for her.

She already had one.

I’ll guess I’ll have to live here  

 

 

because of the ukulele – not her. 

 

🍃

  

Robbie Masso is a twenty-year old poet and artist from New Jersey. He has work published on Spillwords.com (Spillwords.com/author/robbie-masso) and has further work on his social media (Facebook: Poetry by Robbie Masso, Instagram: @robbiemasso).  

 

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