- Non-Erotic Poetry
- a sunset every night
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she hangs mirrors on the trees of neighbors.
they cling to views like magnetic signs to the sides
of soccer vans and dry heads take to wet hair.
reflecting passion on laundry night
she gets view. either summer reruns
homeruns
stocking runs with salsa stained bellies
pressed
like
soggy
bugs
one against the other, splosh sweatily.
Later. Asleep. Dreaming of better
dressed, better messed ways and
situations if caught loitering, peeking
and appreciating the swoons of next doors
knockers.
She spins in her slumber bumping
the lumber headed board of waking
to the same sad ass sun rising.
Again.
- COMMENTS
duddle146over 17 years agoShe spends her days watching ~ trying not to get caught. A voyeur's paradise.
LeBrozover 17 years agoSneaky little piece of a not-so-innocent voyeur's adventures,
And the harsh realities that repeatedly face her at first light.
