April 21, 2013
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New Poem
Lounge Lizards
I spilled the iced tea you bought me
fiddling with the watch on your wrist,
thought of how you were one surprise after another.
We listened to the chicken sizzling
on the grill, the fleshy smell
wafting in from the open patio door.
You told me stories of the steel mills,
the rock bands you didn’t like in the 70’s,
the girl you dumped in high school
because a wrestler mauled her tits
inside a darkened movie house.
I let you know why my heart was hard,
that in the grunge era I showered once a week,
a girl named Lori broke my confused heart in college,
how I almost lost my virginity on prom night
but then didn’t because I started to cry.
Later on in bed as you grazed my navel
I realized that I had fallen
harder than you could ever know
and your eyes of gunmetal blue
blazed like a neon sign
in the middle of the night.
