Je Me Suis Perdu Dans Le Temps

I awoke to the sounds of the night.

My eyes widened from lightning illuminating the sky.

My breath caught at the ominous sounds of thunder shaking my frame.

My skin tingled from the wind whipping across my face.

I pulled up my chair to watch the sky take out it’s anger on the world.

I reveled in the sounds of whimpers from the streets.

I laughed at the sounds of pain from the trees.

I was stuck in time.

I had no desire to leave.

-N

Destination…….

It was nightfall,

The weather was hot,

humid,

It had a tinge of sex appeal.

The road was the only thing that held my attention.

The dark obsidian eyes,

The feel of the warm earth beneath my bare feet,

The purring of the car’s engine as I pushed it’s limits,

The wind whipping through my hair and under my dress….

Yes, nature,

Make love to me.

I came just from thinking about it.

I grabbed my keys,

Walked out the door,

& started the car.

Hoston,

‘Lanta,

LA,

The Bay,

Fuck the destination;

I just needed to get away.

Just me,

& the 101.

-N

A Saturday Night Prose

I went out on Friday night.
Went to find my love.
Lover of the evening,
One night stand,
Same thing.

I hitched up my bra,
Cut two more inches of my halter dress,
Mis sur mon baise moi pompes,
And was ready to go.

I club hopped,
Saw some friends everywhere I went,
Took shots with old lovers,
Laughed for what seemed like days.

Went to my last bar of the evening,
And there you were.

You weren’t supposed to be here.
You were the reason I disappeared.

-N