Heavy Hearted & Light Headed

A Poem by Ruth Nineke

 

 

The reject club sits together
two of a type, pounding aggression
it’s not what we mean but
what they say

The sky’s a bright hue of
white on grey
Thankfully, though
the rain’s stopped
for now but
It’s still cold and I barely breathe
through my nose

I put Jason on hold
Moments later
Tommy texted to ask
What’s up

Tonight,
I want to be sexy and quiet
deadly, alluring
not demure but
not too flagrant,
social enough not to ignore
my chances

I want to smile very little
and pose very much
I wont dance
I’ll cross my legs
and smoke cigarettes
real empty-like

 

© 2011

 

 


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