tongues

by learned

Posted to Poetry on 2003-03-15 17:23:00

glass watching the water running
body floating alone and nude
not seeing your face as snowflake
yes i’m cold and nervous
no invitation but smoke to clear
and you’ve gone while i grin and stagger
to the car
to the pub
to the bar
to the table
to the debate
to the bravado
to the car
to the the door
to the bed
to the sleep
to the hangover
to the not caring
to the resignation
to the car to the pub to the bar to the table to the debate to the bravado to the car to the the door to the bed to the sleep to the hangover to the not caring to the resignation