26 December 2008


Strong first encounter
A planted kiss with beer on his breath
Vodka on hers
Leading the way hand holding down the pier promenade on a t-shirt warm night
The ocean a lake of radio silence letting them tune in to one another
Who pays for what
One night stand bluffs did you did I
On the brick wall he leaned against her at closing time, the crowds 
crookedly walking watching their beginnings through a film of yellow 
poisoning but not, just
They didn't fuck that night.

A whirlwind of in between
Youth and adult love that we're told
Where past lovers are forgotten
And friendship becomes the basis before sex.

Instead, they shake each other and pop the corks exploding 
Out, and up the rickety elevator as high as they can
Hoping for the penthouse
Not the roof where all they can do is look down,
A dread remembrance of their ride.

They should have taken the stairs. 

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