everything slows to an oppressive crawl
but the steel sentries lay awake,
ears cocked for miscreants, spray-painted van goghs
on a budget.
two silver cars rooted in the parking lot
house innumerable instances of speedy kisses
and entangled stilettos. tinted windows rolled down.
heavily misted whispers escaping parted pink lips.
car joggling, joy stick harmonies.
pavement glistens like slick skin toiling by the bedpost,
feverish yellow street-light sticking out coldly;
sore thumb, arrogant eye at the irrelevance of
human limbs clutching throbbing throats, cough drops,
fingers of snubbed lovers.
hallucinate between hostile aisles of
convenience stores, stale bread and part-time workers
holding back three gallons of tears; drown this
lust for sorrow in coffee grounds. in beer cans.
watery clouds stinging in chests and flammables
that cling to disheveled clothes.
pay in cash. grubby palms.
pocket of universe painted so lonesome.
pocket of universe so hushed.
Footnotes
i'd imagine going to a gas/petrol station at 3 must feel like an out of body experience. i hope you get a chance to experience it. i hope it feels lonely. i hope that is enough.
“ drown this lust for sorrow in coffee grounds. in beer cans. ” this took me to exactly where you were describing. wow. it’s like you caught the essence of a gas station in a bottle and released it onto the page
13 Comments
A Rose
Wow.... I don't even know how to give you the compliment you deserve here. I just found your writing and I'm blown away.
black_and_red_ink
This is so amazing. You put so much detail into describing a gas station. I especially loved the last two lines.
Ruthh
even your footnotes is a piece of art wtf
this is lovely <3
rosemarywisdom
Holy crap, this is amazing. I think you definitely have a talent, well done!
joella
i'll see you tomorrow, heading out to find a gas station so i can sit on the curb and watch it glow in the pale yellow streetlamp light.
A Certain Type of Decisive
This is low key some of my favorite aesthetics- there is beauty in liminal spaces, despite the grime. You did an amazing job of describing this!
books4life
WHOA!!!! Amazing :)
mia_:)
HOW? You are SO GOOD! I definitely got lonely gas station vibes, but also so much more! You are a true artist!
EdilMayHampsen
This is exactly what being at a gas station far from home feels like. Beautiful piece.
chrysanthemums&ink
this was about a gas station? gosh, you're too good.
spurtsofdarkness
Gorgeous
sunny.v
“ drown this lust for sorrow in coffee grounds. in beer cans. ” this took me to exactly where you were describing. wow. it’s like you caught the essence of a gas station in a bottle and released it onto the page
Mishthi Sharma
Niceee work