Tag: free verse

Fascinated

The thinly veiled anger was quickly turning into a want unlike any other
He could taste her from across the room
Knew exactly how her favorite spot behind her ear would smell
Berries and leather

He tried to turn away but found he could not
Fascinated
He could only look on as she navigated the thirsty throngs
They seemed to sense her sweetness

He felt his foot take a step forward
On its own, with no direction from his head
At least not from the one he needed to use
This was not going to lead anywhere good

But she was getting closer in his sights
Which meant he was still moving
And he could now hear her throaty laugh
As it rippled right up his spine

He may have pushed someone out of the way
As he could not pretend to focus anywhere else
He was a predator
But she was already holding him captive

His heart bounced down to his stomach and back again
As she slowly turned and looked his way
With what kind of look?
He rummaged through his rolodex of her emotions

Was she hopeful and happy to see him
He tried to breathe and feel hope simultaneously
His anger at seeing her without him was dropping away
Like layers of clothes being shed at warp speed

He was completely led by something besides logic
Beyond hurt or history
Taking his final steps to meet her
She smiled and took his hand

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Tucked Away

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I was kept carefully tucked away
He said it was like a fine wine to be savored
I felt it was more the embarrassing condition he had to hide

Waiting in the dark was not so terrible
When I knew the light washing over me would be glorious
It was enough to keep going

For awhile

Light and dark don’t like to keep apart for long
They spill into each other
Exposing all secrets

When people could see
All would be empty
Colorless

Fleeting

So each night was taken and drained
Every drop accounted for
And I was kept tucked away

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Urban Purgatory

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I’ve been driving for what feels like days
Turning onto one wrong road after another
The buildings get taller and closer as I seem to be headed to a forgotten part of the city
Oily gloom
Dank recesses
Mysteries seep through the cracks of the condemned
But there are no souls to be found
Are they there but I can’t see?
Have they been lost to the fog
Or is this place deserted
An urban purgatory
Filled with rubble and trash

I slow but am not brave enough to stop
The one-ways seem to lead me astray
The signals are crisscrossing each other
Confusion reigns
There’s no one to ask direction
I have no inner compass
There is no path not not taken
The streets have been whored out with signs and graffiti
How will I even know when I get to my destination
It all looks the same
Crumbling castles
In a desolate city ruin.

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Let Her Be

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Stayed too late at the party
Was a little more I could’ve said
As soon as my head hits the pillow
I’ll live over and over regrets

No time to wash off bad feelings
Too tired to give you my due
Someday this will all seem so much clearer
But I don’t see me changing real soon

Too much rum and forgetting
So many others help fill the void
Those attending me will find out later
There’s nothing they could’ve done

Running so freely in my daze
My hair blowing wild in the breeze
Please don’t give up I am screaming
Only it comes as a whisper
To anyone listening
And I’m ignored as the eccentric
The dramatic, the poetic
Let’s nod so sagely and just let her be

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Ode to Converse

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People wondered why we didn’t work
What happened
When it seemed we were a perfect fit
Our pro list outweighed the cons

How to explain the intangible discomfort
The puzzle that fit but was jarring to the eye
The plaid and polka dots and stripes all vying for attention
Within a dusty slate

Like wearing rented bowling shoes
They don’t fit quite right
They smell a bit funny
They look a bit tacky
You have to tread carefully
Because it’s easy to slip and fall

Like the most beautifully sexy pair of heels
That were too tight and hurt with the first step
Like the ungainly weatherproof boots
That smothered you from the elements
Like the cozy slippers, filthy and fungal
That you knew needed to be discarded

Nothing could satisfactorily cover the naked foot
And I didn’t realize it until I found Converse to comfort me.

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