Sunday, January 3, 2010

Sometime Around Midnite

But you know...


that she's watching

She's laughing, she's turning

she's holding her tonic like a crux

The room suddenly spinning

she walks up and asks how you are

so you can smell her perfume

you can see her lying naked in your arms



And so there's a change...

in your emotions

and all of these memories come rushing

like feral waves to your mind

of the curl of your bodies

like two perfect circles entwined

and you feel hopeless, and homelss

and lost in the haze

of the wine

1 comment:

  1. i really liked this post. did you write it ? it was really good.

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