Places

she's dating saul now;
they made it official monday--
he's a half japanese martial artist
and she's a cute hippy girl
who might be the daughter
of the good witch
from Wizard of Oz.

normally i would've avoided her completely
b/c she's very pretty
and what would she want from
a homeless lookin guy like me.

but the moon was full,
brilliantly shining through an open window,
and if you looked at it long enough
like i did,
you could see traces of red
on the edge of its aura.

and somehow i could feel
what she was thinking,
and her thoughts were hands
going all over my body.

jones uses a wierd-looking comb
to fix his hair with--
it's jagged, black, and irregular.
I thought it looked pretty
so i brought it to her.

"you always make me smile," she said.

i sat on the bed
smoking cigarettes
as she lay
pretending to sleep,
but i could feel her
foggy blue eyes
penetrating me
as i sat humming.

the music was taking me
to amazing places;
i hummed as sweetly as i could:
NO WOMAN NO CRY

i heard her giggle.
it was precious
and i told her so.
she giggled again
and i said it was precious
and this continued for a while.

the tv screen turned the room
a soft blue,
and i lit a cigarette
so the orange tip would
match the rest of the room.

she said she liked me
and it was the first time
she liked anyone
since her ex-boyfriend.
she thought my beer
belly was cute.

i made her tap my heart
to the beat of the music
and her touch warmed my body.
that moment i realized why
my girlfriend is nervous
about leaving me alone.

her face lay 2 inches
in front of mine,
pale and delicate
like a tree
that'd been struck by lightning.
she looked anemic

and i told her i could feel her
pain,
that i was hurting too
and that i am perfectly
incapable
of hurting anybody.

she opened her eyes
and kissed me--
she kissed me so hard
i felt like i was drowning.
i'd never been kissed
that hard in my life,
so i kissed back as hard
as i could.

the energy radiating
from our bodies
was so violently HOT
that when we touched fingertips
i may've seen a spark.

i had my hand up her shirt
when saul walked in.

he left.
and we heard him
cussing loudly
and throwing shit
in the next room

but we lay there
smiling at each other
like long lost friends,
on saul's luminescent bed.

we whispered about
the mysteries of love
and she told me she liked me again;
we kissed and closed our eyes.

and the drug was set so that
her body became part of
my body
and the pulse of the universe
palpitated from my toes
to my fingers.

that was the most peaceful place
i've ever been--
if i could go back
i'd never leave.

we lay as one,
pretending to sleep.
even in the morning
her eyes glistened like
a rainy spider web,

but i knew her road
was only just beginning
and mine was coming to an end.
so i chose to watch the sunrise
alone.

sometimes i think about
what could've been,
and i take a drag of my
cigarette,
and wonder about the next place.