oh negative by Angela Thomasi'm like the princess and the pea. i cannot settle down into a bed that is not perfectly
made, perfectly crisp, perfectly cool. any flaws, and there will be no relaxing. there will
be no requiem following the first meeting. i will say, 'lets hang out again' and i will mean
'you can call me and i can ignore you.' i put in the rule book tonight, your very own,
mind you, that there must be a second date. you can run through the backyards of brooklyn
looking for ripe leaves to give me because i once said that i loved the fall. i can slave over
a hot stove and present you with a dish that leaves only sweet, soft notes in the back
of your mouth, under your breath. we can stand on a dark street corner, flagging down
an off-duty cab, and kiss. a kiss that feels like all of the lonely nights for the past two years
are only just a memory. a distant inkling of a time that was. a time with brocade dresses,
covered in dried stiff blood, from pain, from birth, from rebirth, from love. a time when we
might have passed at a subway station and not even locked eyes. i might have had my hands
stained looking for an o- match to stop the torrent from my no-longer-willing body. you might
have sat down from exhaustion, sighed and wished for your very own recepient. the one in a thousand
chance that you match. the oh negative for your life. 03/22/2007 Author's Note: a first date i'll never quite forget. sweet.
Posted on 03/23/2007 Copyright © 2024 Angela Thomas
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