surviving date night

surviving date night

 

she told me everything,

but the most beautiful truths

were eaten by my leftover anger.

moonlit waves were smashing

into my capsized head

like a swarm of leather and knuckles.

there was a strange mingle

of stranger aromas on the wind:

like vanilla, peppermint and rotten meat.

when we pulled into the driveway

she was crying and grasping her chest.

I wanted to save her,

but I couldn’t remember

what I’d done to wound her.

so, I just grabbed a cold beer

and slithered into the garage.

why does love so often feel

like defusing a bomb?

next time we have date night

I’m going to hide behind

offhand comments until the heartfelt

firefight has subsided.

for an honest man,

sarcasm is the key to a long

and healthy marriage.

Reviews

[EMF]

Oh man. As gutt rippers go you have taken the special moments and frozen them in Nitro. Nice and perfect in discription and form, but explosive if released. Sublime. And the last two lines... The most orgasmicly perfect phrase I've ever read.

In fact I need a smoke and a little sleep

[SkinlessFrank]

Oh how you capture the moment......sounds like you might have deserved it this time.