Sam Glaspy's Poetry

3/21/2020- Coming to an End

My days in Georgia are coming to an end.
As I write this,
I'm in my favorite place;
On the front porch,
022 in my lap,
Listening to Dasher by Gerard Way.

Where could be better?
I can see the stars
And feel them pulsing in my heart.
It's cold.
There is no one
Other thank the occasional crazy person running late night errands during the Corona Virus epidemic.

The bats that live by the window are speaking happily.
In this rocking chair,
The cat and I are alone in the world,
And that's okay.

But this is the last night.
I must return to the world I've been damned to.
I'll be back,
But I'll be different.
I'm not ready.

Songs-
Dasher- Gerard Way
Build Me Up Buttercup- The Foundations
Northern Downpour- Panic! At the Disco