Flight

Flight
There are nights where I will dance beyond the dying light. 

but tonight. 

tonight is flight.

You know nothing of what I want

this loud bar 

with unworthy people

toying with their phones.

I tried. 

I really did. 

I lingered in the bathroom 

saw the back exit

and with a palpitating heart,
 I fled. 

I laughed aloud at freedom

as I pranced into the alley.

And I walked,

walked under stars,

under streetlights

eating italian ice,

admiring the gallant stride

of my converse clad feet,

running past the sketchy spots,

counting cars,

climbing up on fences

to stare at the night sky. 

escape

escape 

escape

from loud noises

obligations

the sour moods of the day. 

tonight 

tonight is mine. 

Boyfriend

You're driving me back, asking me what I see

In someone named Scruffmeister P.

All I can say is everything...

I love

how you roll down the windows

and let wind tangle your hair,

how you sing so off key

so shamelessly,

how you drag me kicking and screaming

up mountains

and how I end up eager to reach the top

before running down them dancing

around the rocks,

how you've injured yourself in every possible way

but are still so adventurous and brave,

Much braver than I.

I love

how I'm much braver now

that I'm with you,

abandoning my backup plans

old reprimands

the past.

Anniversaries

It is hard to believe it's been almost a year.

Just one more month and it's the anniversary

Of a scared bachelor's graduate

loading up her faithful car,

with the love of her life in tow.

How little did she know.

The car is gone,

The love is gone,

but Colorado remains.

Rooftop, Word Vomit

We're drinking our beer on a rooftop

My mouth refuses to stop.

This is me and now

the past is just the past.

Lovers come and go

It never seems to last.

But I like you

sure do

like like you.

Promise,

sealed with good times:

sitting out at the same time

in the summer grass

running literal bases

instead of dirty metaphors.

Drinking at British bars,

stacking perilous towers

always at risk to fall.

Inching closer

in front of the fire

setting marshmallows on fire.

Little moments, my friend

bringing us here

holding hands

as we watch lightning rolling in

Bringing us the thunder.

Promise me no Ponies

Pretty promises have nothing on me.

I prefer your honesty.

Keep your marching bands, gourmet meals, elephants

Buy me some sponges

sweep the floor.

change the light bulb

I ask nothing more.

And excess will always be a surprise

and surprises are always nice.

Don't give me the world

just a handful of dirt.

Throwback to Yak

Before Nancy, there was Yak. He was my first "real" bike...as real as you can get in Illinois anyways. A Mountain Trek for the ages. Yak, I loved you.

Yak

Noble steed

With ten speed

Riding

Out to the prairie wide sky

At the day’s close

We travel the most

Testing our limits

Beyond the campus town lines.

Throwback to Freshman Year. Finding Carle Park

This was after a really long bike ride. I love Carle Park and I love that I was the first of the group to find it....and its swings.

Escaping in the Twilight

Swinging swinging

In darkening dusk

Head thrown back

The world is just

Perfectly right

On a night like this

The day has been kind

And leaves me sunkissed

But the moon’s lovely too

Through branches it peers.

Smiling with approval

That fate brought me here

Where sand gets caught

between my toes.

As I push off

grasp the ropes.

Close my eyes-

I prefer them open

It’s a beautiful night

I find you a friend

Just one lone college girl

Out after dark

Finding my pleasure

Swung at a park

Couched Beginnings

Couched Beginnings

I don't know how these things work I realize.

Silence and electricity

sparking synapses for

two hands that have yet to touch.

Penalties

I just want to shove you in a wall

I hope that's okay

You don't need a face, anyway.

I want to trip you with my stick.

Hip check you to the ground

Punch you in the face

When the ref's not around.

I'm going to catch up to you

sneak up to you,

overwhelm you with speed, fear, anger.

It's not your fault.

I swear it's all mine.

Wrong place, wrong time.

nothing to blame

a hockey game.

you're just in my way.

Utah

I hate all of you.

I'm running off to Utah

and when I get back

I'll like you again.

All of you suck,

irresponsible assholes,

but when I return

you'll be my friend.

stern talks, young lads

restart restart

slow motion, I don't understand it.

I like to pick the parts

It's hard to get the VHS.

skip skip

I like beginnings not the endings

Then it gets up and running

the middle is the best.