Sarah

friday
we met late
ate and laughed –
years HAD gone by
that eased fears I’d need a reason why
we hadn’t spoke – not even jokes
but traded pleasantries over smokes outside
before drinks took my heart too far back
and
you saw why i hadn’t said much before –
needed low lights and liquor to say what
i’d wrote after that first friday we met
and
had too many because we could
didn’t know it would be the start of more,
unravel who I was – what we could be
inside my mind that i couldn’t share for
fear your heart didn’t bear the desire,
need for higher than life love:
no cost or confusion it was from above
when we can live like god
every day the seventh day and
rest because it is good –
all that packed in but
only a few ounces lets this out –
how i felt those years ago
seems so satirical that
i need the alcohol before i confess
this all
but c’est la vie those ideas of we
this long after the fact
I’ve missed my chance to act
out and off the page
let you see it was never a phase
or just a place I was in life –
despite thoughts I know
you had of what I might love like

now it’s raining and
we’re saying polite goodbyes
for now – commenting how
time flies and has kept going
since back then,
when the world wouldn’t let us in
but now,
how funny this all is –
in retrospect
but he’s waiting –
you checked the time and
i tried to stop mine,
like the first time,
and we went our separate ways
back into the night.

 

 

 

TM Colin Corpe 2018.