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Happy Night

She had one of those faces
The kind that haunts you in your sleep
We went out to eat one night
She'd remove the condensation from her glass with a napkin
It reminded me of the vulnerable meat sack
I wake up trapped in every morning

I feel her in the space between
My skin and my bones
Traveling through my veins
Blood cells playing tag
How cute

I'd bet that when she drinks herself to sleep
She'd compare me to her shoe laces
And how she'd be better off with heels

I'd dream of us sailing off the map
As our ship tips and drops
We'd sing each other familiar tunes
As we work up the courage to kiss
The impact shatters the bowsprit
Sending the hull to meet the rudder
With us in between

It's hard to deal with a world
That never delivers

I'd dream of living in different skin
Perfect skin, flawless and unique
I'd dream of being 6 inches taller
50 pounds stronger with a chip on my shoulder
I'd rehearse Billy Collins, Nikki Giovanni, and Elizabeth Alexander
Women would flock and I'd shrug them off
Nothing hit me quite as hard as she had
When I was me the day before

If it was up to me I'd constantly dream
If death is a dream
I'd thank her for indirectly killing me

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