Scott Thomas Outlar- Three Poems

Detox Avenue

  

21 days since the final sip of alcohol kissed these lips

21 days since the last goodbye to the first girl I’ve cared about in ages

21 days of cigarettes and poetry

21 days of long meditative walks…and poetry

21 days of the internet and social media

21 days of mindful breathing and reconnecting with God

21 days of alternating between putting healthy food and junk into this body

21 nights spent staring at the stars and being thankful to still be alive

21 positive affirmations put in the place of

21 negative thoughts about the past

Fleeting

  

The closer a flying object

zips by in the sky

the quicker it’ll seem to travel

I saw a flaming comet

speed by from the outer reaches

right in front of my eyes

Imagine my surprise, nay, shock

at such a sight

as the stars fell

Last Laugh

  

I once held a hand full of sand

but I squeezed too tightly

and that is when it all slipped away

I once had riches in this world

but they never amused me enough

and now I laugh last wearing rags

I once bled my hands on the wall

but the red stain washed off

and now I just spit on the ground

I once loved with a passion

but then I grew cold for a season

and when I woke up she was gone

Bio:

Scott Thomas Outlar spends the hours flowing and fluxing with the ever changing tide of the Tao River while laughing at life's existential quandaries. But mostly he just writes. Links to his published material can be found at 17numa.wordpress.com.