To the woman in the green dress: Oklahoma City, December 24th…
She had me between ‘duh’ –
and the nonchalant, sultry blur
of her unruly hair; and the pouty,
smouldering incandescence of
her blood red lips; shimmering
life-like in the dull, barely there
blues and reds and flickering
purples of the BeeJay’s mirror ball.
We were like two large –
lumps of rock; boulders locked
in the unwilling, eternal waltz
of gravity; stuck in distant orbits
around the crowded dance floor
like as around a stranded, listless star.
In the interludes between the
mindless drone of the DJ’s songs,
and the rude, insistent scratch
of his beatbox our eyes
weave and bob, like corks
floating in a sea of ice cold beer.
But we never ever cross
the invisible lines of propriety;
and when the clock chimes 3.16
and the barman’s cleared throat
sounds the final knell for our
unwilling dance, we are still those
self same rocks; in step, but still apart,
with the cold, dark emptiness
of impassive space and the memory
of what mights between us
5 thoughts on “She had Me at ‘Duh’”
dis guy!! wow!! ❤ this.
Nice. Next time, make a move 🙂
Wow. Thats good. Too bad it was a might have been. Guessing it is based on a true story
Looove it! And I agree with Myne; next time, make a move! Nothing is more annoying than the regret and disappointment spurred on by "what-if" moments.
Oh my. This. Poem.