Poems by Joe Niemeyer

Lies

The night has an arm, there to hold you close
We sit cheek to cheek, you touch my nose
In the air, my heart's aflame
Then I realize I don't know your name
With a rational mind, I can't disguise
All these sights are but mere lies

The Broken Band

He wandered around aimlessly for hours.
His only companion a broken wedding band
He wasn't sure where to go and frankly didn't care
He only knew he had to get there very soon
His feet led him down a quiet alley aside the main street
His hands worked about the break in the band
Nothing in his world seemed real
Or was that only what he hoped for
His thoughts were a void
Only a voice existed, 
"Can't Stop."

-Joe