toothpaste
so won’t you kiss me again like you did
under the 4th floor bathroom lights
when i toed that line in my underwear,
with our blood dripping liquor
and my mouth dripping toothpaste?
and don't you remember now?
how you got out of bed for me and
how we met in the lobby
and how that miraculous fleeting thing
was born that second night?
even now, the sight of you is no different than
arriving at my front door
after the long walk home in the
goddamn unrelenting winter sleet
and i smile in my friends faces’ when
they mock me for admitting that your
unwavering stoicism is my last supper
and i would go off
the deep end for you every single time
so baby, let’s make the drive down
to portland for the day
let’s watch a thousand strangers
happen into their
own little lives right in front of us
and let’s drink alone, just the two of us
because there are no visitors needed
when we split open the good wine
in my bedroom and maybe
we’ll fight about religion or politics
or whatever forces push us
forward into the morning sun
with each new passing day
and god, i have never
loved to disagree with anyone
as much as i have loved to disagree
with you
and maybe i would get an IUD for you
and you would find yourself humming
my favorite song and maybe
we could play pretend like
we’re the adults we want to be
with jobs and mortgages
and their own bathrooms
stocked with only their favorite type of soap
and their own toothpaste
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Posted Aug 5, 2019, 4:50 PM UTC · edited
Damn this is good. These references to moments I feel like I’m experiencing myself but through my own unique set of experiences that seem similar to those in the poem. It makes me sad but in the kind of way that also makes me feel alive. You did an excellent job balancing being overly vague and using shadowed but exciting opaqueness. If you’re not familiar with it, I’d recommend doing a web search for a poem with the line “don’t fall in love with people like me.” It has been a favorite poem of mine for years and your poem here reminded me of that one. I think you’d enjoy it, too
Thanks for the suggestion, ace poem. Link for lazy https://wordsfortheyear.com/2016/10/31/do-not-fall-in-love-with-people-like-me-by-caitlyn-siehl-repost/