seaside

[dead man]

we

spent our first night together watching the storm
barrel over oblivion. oblivious to my warnings
you waded waist-deep into our watery fortress
while I sipped sandy Coors and laughed along with the chorus
drenched in sweat and salt, watching twilight dissolve
speaking whispered nothings on the odds of it all
i found you where the disco ball fluorescent revolves
at a table with a vodka soda next to the bar
downhill to moonlit melodies, molasses mirage
we abandoned metropolis with a walk and a song
blankets laid on concrete by our lakeside crevasse
paradise between our midnights and our morning alarms
i can't express how much it meant. like, only a week
passed until we felt like we had met in our sleep
and woke together gasping under gossamer sheets
heartbeat in my hand. sanctuary, at peace
reclusive in pairs. consider barriers breached
from Addison to Belmont down to Fullerton beach
i know it doesn't matter to whoever may read this
but it taught me how the world can shape-shift over a weekend
you are seaside. seagull soaring over shallow serenity
throw my flag at the referee. we played each other impeccably
24/7 distant memory i mildly regret
just another indiscretion that we'll try to forget
but i'm hopeless. just another scumbag scourging the floor
treating honest women like i feel anymore
than a modest indifference. it's momentary recourse
into love and hate and apathy then open the door
and close it on your way out. we paraded the shore
footsteps in the gravel meant we'd been here before
i want to give you more. but it's not in the cards
so we watched the storm pass into the dawn.
au revoir