The Craters Left Behind – Jeremy Koloski

The Heart is a Muscle (A Response)

I know you think that you’re a bad betBut there’s so much we haven’t tried yet Remember mornings sipping coffee?Hushed confessions that you love me? The first time I know you think we’ve tried it allI know you think you’re my downfall Remember when we were kids with cooties?Remember Sundays at the movies?The popcorn lineContinue reading “The Heart is a Muscle (A Response)”

Done for Good

I’m not a bet you should’ve ever placedNo, I’m a truth you should’ve never faced If I were you I’d stay the hell away from me from now for good But for some reason you keep coming backShining eyes, a new plan of attackAs if you know me like nobody else ever really could RememberContinue reading “Done for Good”

Storm Chaser

Unformed words frozen on your lipsForeign hands fastened on your hipsClose your eyes, slip into the abyssOf weightlessness Tender lies whispered in your ear Stormy skies breaking in your sneerLurching night guiding you to your trystWith loneliness You’re a storm chaser Crave the form of the twisterTaste the rush of the hurricane The lightning bolt,Continue reading “Storm Chaser”

The Way I Feel

Your banter was barbedYour loving was scarred The beginning was hardAnd it only got harder But the passion was quickYour touch electric An antiseptic For which I would barter All that you lacked Patch every crackMy soul still intact ‘Cause it was never on offer How could I knowThat your breakneck would slow?That your secretsContinue reading “The Way I Feel”

Over My Dead Body

“Over my dead body,” you said But for years now your body’s been deadYour lips and your hips and your hands They don’t work like they used to “I’m sorry, I don’t love you no more”“The kids know, the rings in the drawer”A slap, then a laugh, then the wrath Then the sarcastic thank you’sContinue reading “Over My Dead Body”

Pacifiers and Parking Lots

Pacifiers and parking lotsStill don’t know who you are But you know who you’re not And that’s a start Dirty diapers, dead-end datesRundown roads, working lateDown at the Mini-Mart Freezing rain, slick black ice Split-second turnDidn’t look twice And you spun out Totaled car, barely a scratchDoctor said, “someone up there’s got your back”But luck runs out Made youContinue reading “Pacifiers and Parking Lots”