Cajun Mutt Press Featured Writer 02/05/20

moth

IT AIN’T ME

it’s the buzz of the neon
down the block
and the moths
that tap at my windowpane

it’s the street lamp
that flickers halfway on
and bleeds its restless light
through my broken slats

it’s the thump
of the bass going by
like the heartbeat
of the living night
trying to bust in on me

it’s you
out there in the dark
moving to its rhythms
as you dance
for another

©2020 Brian Rihlmann All rights reserved.

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Brian Rihlmann was born in NJ, and currently lives in Reno, NV. He writes mostly semi-autobiographical, confessional free verse, much of it on the so-called “grittier” side. Folk poetry…for folks. He has been published in Constellate Magazine, Poppy Road Review, and has an upcoming piece in The American Journal Of Poetry.

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