Love Past Midnight
When I was past midnight,
I’m guessing you were a world away,
I’m not sure where, exactly,
Possibly the basin of a lake.
But there I was in a foreign state
Where, and you’ll find this strange,
They don’t believe in Daylight Savings.
(We love to save the light, oh we love it.)
Anyway. I was past midnight on a
Stretch of highway — I couldn’t even
See where I was going, couldn’t see
For the stars, for the night.
But, and maybe you won’t believe, but
I did close my eyes, I whispered,
“I lose seconds,
Thoughts,
Heartbeats,”
And I’m sure you could hear.
Brina (rinabell) | Mar 19, 10
Old phones
Phones are…unconnected
disentangled
slim–
each ring a breath
through tiny speakers
without echo or depth
I want
(not mobility,
not convenience, but)
to wind my fingers
through the loops of a cord–
Get them so immersed in the coils
I lose seconds
thoughts
heartbeats
in twisting them free
Instead
I spend the time imagining
your own slim phone–
buzzing like mad on a table
in an empty room, or
in your hand–
the screen blinking up
into unresponsive eyes