Unripe
5/25/08
by katie boyden
5/25/08
by katie boyden
a girl wraps herself in sweet somethings ,
cool, foggy air surrounds her in the shapeless space
and claws at the darkness--- her face
reminds me of the time
you flashed me your Jack of Spades
smug
like i wanted it
she sighs and puts the bottle to her lips
carbonation cracks her throat
as she watches the bubbles race towards the surface,
---pulling deeply through her teeth.
you wink and spray whipped cream into your mouth
dizzy you got some nitrous too
didn't you?
you say my hands intoxicate you
I raise them to my face and breathe in the earthy smell of tomato plants
You let me rub the sweet, green scent into your skin.
a girl blows smoke O's
watches the red-orange tip glow brighter as she inhales
a flush of freezing air
makes ripe, fragile buds perk up underneath her shirt.
your mouth is crushed velvet
pours wine in my sheets
that just we can see.
and the sound of my heart pounding the bed frame
is the only thing that can shatter the silence.
Your voice is thick in my throat
and plays loudest in my memory.
a girl jumps, startled
from the sudden sound of a woman's voice from inside
but it's only a loud commercial on TV.
She walks to the ledge and takes a final long drag exhaling into the frozen night
a fresh raindrop mingles with the salty stream on her cheek
she turns to go in
hesitates,
leans over the tomatoes, and inhales.
cool, foggy air surrounds her in the shapeless space
and claws at the darkness--- her face
reminds me of the time
you flashed me your Jack of Spades
smug
like i wanted it
she sighs and puts the bottle to her lips
carbonation cracks her throat
as she watches the bubbles race towards the surface,
---pulling deeply through her teeth.
you wink and spray whipped cream into your mouth
dizzy you got some nitrous too
didn't you?
you say my hands intoxicate you
I raise them to my face and breathe in the earthy smell of tomato plants
You let me rub the sweet, green scent into your skin.
a girl blows smoke O's
watches the red-orange tip glow brighter as she inhales
a flush of freezing air
makes ripe, fragile buds perk up underneath her shirt.
your mouth is crushed velvet
pours wine in my sheets
that just we can see.
and the sound of my heart pounding the bed frame
is the only thing that can shatter the silence.
Your voice is thick in my throat
and plays loudest in my memory.
a girl jumps, startled
from the sudden sound of a woman's voice from inside
but it's only a loud commercial on TV.
She walks to the ledge and takes a final long drag exhaling into the frozen night
a fresh raindrop mingles with the salty stream on her cheek
she turns to go in
hesitates,
leans over the tomatoes, and inhales.
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