Leigh Pierce has a date

Date Night

No snow    no rain    no way
Just pain
Bound by agony, to the couch of eternity
From humble beginnings come humiliating ends
A horrifying conclusion that can’t be stopped
Wanting to leave
But not able to – too scared
Having to leave and not wanting to – too nervous
Too/too    scared/nervous
Cabin fever developing into hermit
(w/out crabs)
Into a full blown battle
Terminal anti-social agoraphobia
“You can’t make me leave!!”
“You’re not the boss of me!!”
I scream as the men in pretty white coats
Take me out for a night on the town

• Leigh Pierce describes himself as “a poet who types with brass knuckles, a head full of port & lungs full of cigar smoke”.

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