Parked Curbside

I love sitting in the car at night.

driver seat madness
deafening- streetlight
scene, silence noise

‘chest fall to rise
then still, lips parted, hair
a mess on the futon
her curves in lamplight
move my eyes

earth-eyed smile
kiss imprinted on me,
true but what where
when why how?’

rapid breath fogging
in the aftermath of one
concise moment of
questioning reverie

motion- tail lights here
ere around street’s corner

motion- key in the door
and i’m home

Author's Note

...I have no idea what to think.

Reviews

[Kristin Brecoe]

omg. that was great. one of my favorite lines is
‘chest fall to rise

so good. im going to save it to read it another day. it's quite lovely.

[Emily B]

maybe it would take another read or two before this line will click "ere around street’s corner"

I love this. The motion. The lights. The image of the fogged up windows. All are brilliant.