Hour 7: When you’re a poet, and you ex is a regular at your bar.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
I sat at the end of the bar. Ink flowed<\/p>\n
smooth like good sex and top shelf,<\/p>\n
bleeding on wet squares of paper.<\/p>\n
How many passed between drinks? Swapped out<\/p>\n
blank slates, rounds came<\/p>\n
and went.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Around me the ebb and flow gurgled<\/p>\n
a white noise mountain stream, dry<\/p>\n
seasons and flash floods.<\/p>\n
Time was lost, written between the lines,<\/p>\n
and the only other seat that was never empty<\/p>\n
was the one next to mine.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Without looking, I felt your feigned indifference<\/p>\n
weighing heavy on my pen, as if the words would speak to you<\/p>\n
the wisdom to unlock the space<\/p>\n
between us.<\/p>\n
My nod to the bartender puts a drink in your hand,<\/p>\n
your surprise lays my pen down, drowning in a pool of condensation.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
We were not always strangers in this place.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Even as your yearning threatens to suffocate me,<\/p>\n
I yield,<\/p>\n
on my own terms.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Dance with me.<\/p>\n
<\/p>\n
Dizzy, a hair’s breadth of infinite darkness between<\/p>\n
us; lightness, your hands cup<\/p>\n
my hips, knotted fingers<\/p>\n
in the void, no one can see<\/p>\n
two left feet.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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