- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Time Zones
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Click hereI’ve got my right hand in the pocket of the wrong time zone.
You are frozen in slow
-motion afterthoughts and throwing rocks
at the moon in hopes of chipping off
the time
a little quicker.
New and last quarter and suddenly we are full,
buldging at the belly
and loosening the belt holes. I know
it’s only fair to rub
my nose
in my accidents but
according to the sacraments,
all is forgiven in good faith
or something like that.
I can’t imagine where I’d be without
following
your footsteps.
I’d retrace the breadcrumbs back to my former
but you wouldn’t believe
how famished
one can feel on the back burner.
Let’s say
the bridges we burned lit the way
to somewhere worth getting out of
bed for
- COMMENTS
sikaphantover 5 years agoAuthorThank you, Susan. I write ‘em as they come. Some sassier than others.
susansnowover 5 years agoI'd like to read more of your work. Your word play has some sass. Thanks.
