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What Lurks Beneath My breath misted in front of me as I drove silently through the cold November morning. My husband sat in his seat, as still as the silence that surrounded us. I turned to look at him, "So, where did you say this place was again?" I inquired for the tenth time. I have never had reason to question my husband's directions before, but this time something felt off to me.
"It's a little past Putney. Don't you trust me?" His voice was mildly questioning, but as I stole a glance at him his eyes gave him away. I knew he was wondering why I didn't trust him, what, perhaps, I might think instead; that I might have an ulterior thought or suspicion of his words.
"No, I do," I lied. "I just have never been there so I'm a bit nervous we might go sailing past it. That's all." He knew my little reassurances were all just mumblings. Adjusting uncomfortably in his seat, he glanced longingly out the window, almost as
The LushA dark lit bar;
with glowing bulbs that
lend light to bottled spirits.
Soul searching in empty bottles
of liquid benevolence.
The chilly night air
let seeping in by a constantly
swinging door, does freeze
the racing minds of drunken philosophers
who shout their stories to an avidly anxious audience.
Across the room, a lone man eating
ice cream from a martini glass;
A refined innocence among the lush.
mechanici want to kiss every aching wound you have,
bandage your heart every time it bleeds,
and patch up your mind over and over
because not a single tear deserves to fall
from your brandy-drenched eyes
but this dripping heart of mine can only feel
and the healing honey words it flames get caught
in the back of my throat and on the roof of my mouth
so i only have these passionate guttural cries
to tell you that i care all too much
and in order to fix you up again,
i would need to tear myself to tatters
and trade all of my working parts
for your leftover, fading pieces
but i just haven’t figured out how.
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