Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Parking Lot All Nighter

I want to run
around in dizzy circles,
stumbling over curbs, and
toe-finding the smooth space
where the lawn shyly meets the pavement.

I want to stand
in the middle of the nothing,
with my arms out jesus posed
and scream at the warm sky,
and grin as a flower opened at midnight.

I want to lie
where cars drive by,
peeking under Orion's Belt,
letting you peek under mine,
braiding my fingers into your delicate vines.

I want to breathe
the quietness of your exhales,
the staleness of summers past,
another sleepless night,
restless and hungry and wondering, What's Next.


At 10:52 AM, Blogger Maggie said...

Man there is so much here. This is sweet and virginal in a way, with a calm that is intoxicating.
phrases that caught in my brain:
'where the lawn shyly meets the pavement'
'grin as a flower opened at midnight'
'braiding my fingers into your delicate vines'

This is truly lovely.

At 11:25 AM, Blogger Lucia said...

I LOVE this!!

At 11:50 AM, Blogger egan said...

This post brings me back in time a bit. Consider that a really great thing. There's something to be said for anticipation.

At 2:40 PM, Blogger Nancy Dancehall said...

I love that crazy, nighttime energy. Teenager energy. :-)

At 5:36 PM, Blogger meno said...

"braiding my fingers into your delicate vines."

I love that line. It makes me think of a different time, years ago. It was a good time.

At 6:08 AM, Anonymous d-man said...

"with my arms out jesus posed".
I wish I'd written that.

At 7:48 AM, Blogger Sanjay said...

Oh man I just loved the poem.. achingly beautiful Mona. :)


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