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the freckles in your eyes (colab. w/ becca kinser)
by Morgan D Hafelethe freckles in your eyes number like the stars baby...
It was past midnight and we were laying on the hoods of our cars, parked adjacent in the empty, unlit, lot. My arms were behind my head, the wind was messing up my hair and I couldn't have cared less; I was supposed to be home over an hour ago and I didnt particularly care about that either. His guitar was draped across his chest and he said something like, This time of year, you can see Mars flashing so brightly, its like you could reach up and just rip it right out of the sky. And I grinned, not because I liked the idea, but because I know Venus when I see it. And I dont know how long we stayed there, staring at the stars; I just know that the sun was coming up before I moved and he sat there, not so far from me, but not quite close enough, with his guitar untouched, like me. Neglecting the sky and its entirety, I kept sneaking glances at his almost-perfect eyes. The Milky Ways got -nothing- on those eyes. And even though he didnt know Mars from Venus, war from love, he knew damn well that this was worth the trouble. That I couldnt keep away and that he couldnt either. But I was tired of waiting, tired of talking, tired of being so tired of him and my eyes were half closed when he told me that hurting me would be like burning a van Gogh and that how anyone could ever destroy something so beautiful was a sin in itself. I never told him that I dont have a problem with sinners and that Im not exactly heaven sent. I didn't mentioned that van Gogh has never impressed me and that there's a good chance that he won't either. not even with those eyes, dying like the color of the ocean... 12/04/2005 Author's Note: revel in the genius of becca kinser. we got together and put this piece together... the second piece from the 2 of us... i think the first one is lost, which was on her library 'do i look bipolar in this outfit' if someone happens to have that piece saved somewhere, i would love to get a copy... anyway, hope you enjoyed this.
Posted on 12/05/2005
Copyright © 2025 Morgan D Hafele
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Graeme Fielden on 12/06/05 at 05:56 AM Morgan, this is a wonderful collaboration. You guys have packed so much punch into this intense little scene. It's awesome! |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 12/06/05 at 03:40 PM Captivating train of thought at work here. I think we all have a few of those freckles floating around our corneas. Makes you wonder how on earth they got there as they're obviously not on the surface. Kudos! |
| Posted by Becca Kinser on 10/21/06 at 06:55 PM I hope it's not very narcissistic to add our poem to my favorites list. ...Probably. |
| Posted by Richard Vince on 11/08/20 at 10:11 PM ooh, glad i stumbled across this one. perfect capturing of how saying what someone wants to hear is so often actually saying what we want them to want to hear. a superbly rendered moment that isn't really a moment. marvellous stuff. |
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