The silence brings back memories of
cigarette smoke lingering in the air
in a moment of clarity, then, we set out to relieve ourselves
nicotine stained fingers reaching out to touch the crumbling wall
which pools in a fine
white dust on a rusted basement
floor.
We ventured down a familiar road after a twenty minute search
for the door
lost in the
darkness we turn right
into an empty hallway
it stretched on behind us
echoing the voices from within
a familiar dish took on an
unappetizing persona.
The tube flickered in the darkness
as we shivered from the train
passing through the quarters.
Closing our eyes only made
the ruckus louder
while the freshman slumbered.
It took two days to recover from her visit.
A pile of trash
covers
the ground we walk on.
I left for Las Vegas that
week
only to find her waiting
when I came back.
An incoherent dialogue erupted between
cigarettes
held between our fingers like wet noodles.
They hung there suspended in time, never
once burning
Their smoke swirled
around in the hot, noisy
air.
We sat on that couch exchanging art
from a journal and a
strange-tuned instrument
played with an impromptu
slide.
It took uS two hOURs
to make 20 minutes into fOUR.
We stripped OURselves in the balmy dry
air
the cold tile
pierced our feet
we huddled in a naked
mass for warmth
and closed our eyes to dream.
The barely lucid
reality paled
in comparison
to the dripping gray, square cows
drinking water from
their own puddle of goop.
Our world
was stuck like this.
Days passed and the rain fell.
The empty hallway was
filled with people, now.
The echoes continued without
but grasping their voices was out of my reach.
It took
two
days to
recover
from
her visit.
A pile of trash covers
the ground we walk on.
I left for New York
that month
only to have her find
me underneath an apple tree.
We made friends and chased bats
fascinated by a corporeal substance
which mimicked
the cerebral square-cow-drip-goop.
We plucked fruit across the
street under a lamp post.
Her visit was short but effectively
sufficient.
She teased me last weekend and said she'd pay a visit.
but I
don't care.
The only one who has brought
me joy was there.