March 23rd, 2010
sounds #11: electric acoustic
I turn off the radio
mid-song
and sidle to the curb.
Wind sound
rises and falls
above the idling motor
as the whole hectic world
blows down your street.
I take one still moment
to watch your window
before I honk the horn
to bring you
rushing out
with your eyes
in the headlights and
good golly Miss Molly
your dress
your hair
electric and alive.
March 9th, 2010
love #2: driven
lose my bearings
passengering
past the
bedroom suites
slanted
in showroom
windows.
shopfronts
throw light
but the streets
are empty.
leave buildings behind
like a mirage
hazed and shining.
his hands
at ten and two
face stealing
intermittent headlights
flickering
dangerous
and perfect.