Monday, January 21, 2013

somebody else

come here
and kiss
me she says
sleepily
on the phone.
drive, get in the car
and come
see me.
i miss you, i want
you. i'll leave
the door unlocked,
bring nothing
but your lips
and arms to hold
me. come here
and kiss me,
she says, come now
before i change
my mind
and call somebody
else.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

There's a country western song in this somewhere. Universal distaste for being alone.

Songwriters just hang their thoughts on the top of the eraser.