Parking Lot Romance
Parking Lot Romance
Yours is the name I whisper to the sunsets that take my breath away and to myself a hundred times a day when the emotion becomes so overwhelming that something has to escape my lips like a prayer like blasphemy like salvation and alleluia
alleluia
alleluia
Amen.
More Posts from 95306
Sunday 1120
I dreamed of you last night, dreamed that you were ready to leave her and come to me.
Dear God, my dreams are cruel.
Thursday 1301
Every minute ticking by twists the knife a bit deeper.
Anything you can do I can do better, I can do rejection better than you.
Thursday 1920
I can see me rising upon you breathless encouragement all hands and sweat and slapping flesh we know one another like our own skin, I know the catch in your breath that tells me how to move and when
and then I disassociate and see you my best friend so gentle and flawed and the things we do in private seem utterly unreal, I am split between realities.
Marginalized
Noah's ark had no room for three legged dogs like me
I'm left on the edges with the two headed calves bawling into the dark
Barking at midgets and lobster clawed men; there is no mate for me, no two by two
I am the interloper, I am darkness.