A WayOut

Updated on March 12, 2017

The Damned

In Memory of Stevie A

"A Way Out" by gg.zaino

canyon walls mocking,
newcomers wary.
Off frozen salt waters
blasting an apocryphal landscape,
banshee winds roll scornfully
down Dorrance Street.
At eleven below- they come as damnation bearing down emptiness.


Vertical glass, red brick, and stone;
how they withstand
the dispiriting wind,
screaming ferocious,
biting the face while spilling its guts.

Across the plaza
a cobbled menace for the sick ones.
Breath suspended at eye level-
trees stripped,
caverns sealed,
bronze statues bold- unflinching.
Ice-covered grasses brittle,
fractured skies extreme-

the huddled ones
the distant ones;
Longing for
awaited spoon liberation,
belt buckle redemption;
an alternative- not a choice.

We shiver a way out
the canyons refusal-
a way home,
out of the Arctic- withstanding.
To briefly soar- escape...
While Stevie dies
on a soiled linoleum floor...

gg.zaino 3/12/17


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      greg g zaino 12 months ago from L'America- Big Pine Key, Florida

      Thank you, DREAM ON. A hard, desperate life, despite what the mainstream's views on addiction and homelessness.

      Thank for your time and comment.

      peace- ggz

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      DREAM ON 12 months ago

      A tribute to your friend Stevie. A very discriptive and bold piece. Thank you for sharing.

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      greg g zaino 12 months ago from L'America- Big Pine Key, Florida

      Yes, Ruby, a eulogy of sorts.

      Thank you for your time reading all 3 of these new pieces.

      It has been quite a while since you and I have talked to one another.

      Peace my friend...

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      Ruby Jean Fuller 12 months ago from Southern Illinois

      Evidently this piece was written remembering Stevie. It was hauntingly beautiful. I really like your poetry! Thanks...