Whereforto Ye Wanderers

Whereforto Ye Wanderers.



Tuesday, May 26, 2009

roaches on delmar

take it how you want it
swimming sugar crystalcane
in the black pool
freshsquuezed
reheat
repeat
a couple walking
like nineteen-fourtythree
in the rain, perhaps trying to get
home
but i'd like to think they left it
no umbrella
unprepared romanticantics
almost too sappy to stand it
one(single?) girl
as the two flaunted their
inhibition
lit her cigarette
with what my
sex crazed mind
would take as the intention
of I
looking left
outta backseat raindropped window
yeah,
I'd like to think she felt the crack
in my neck craning
fingers V'd for the tasting
of that cherry three inches
from her shadowbarred lips
like nineteen-fortythree-outside
a bar full of numerical interests
waiting for me
to open my umbrella
lighting struck it
miles ago
so
all i could say was
baby wheres your place?
she would point her neon fingers
to the east--burning fiction
so i'd whisper
lets go west
without noticing
contradiction
i'd say
baby lets go west
we're wasting this last
filtered shadowbreath
baby
stop your counting
fingers are for making
real things happen
we spun in circles
arrows flaming
landing
bulls-eye
center
and when the sun set
in the west
we'd know nothing
but the sentiment

1 comment:

CASINO*TOWN said...

good work cooperstein.