"I'm Wishing My Days Away"

Lyric from Walking on the Moon by The Police

Midnight and I cruised at full speed
asking nothing, inhaling the stale
sweat of sex and booze, the glow

of our cigarettes opening the darkness
between us.  The Police whispered
through your Trans Am speakers.

As you kissed behind my ear, I laughed,
crossing over the yellow lines, worn
from all-night drivers and sleeping semis.

At the local bar, we straddled stools,
teetering on the edge of exhaustion
and second winds, swaying in sloppy

clothes and matted hair, while voices
whispered small town concerns.  I
readied for an end, for an emptiness

to settle at the bottoms of our glasses.
I waited for that silence, hearing
the familiar clink of ice, bottle caps

popping, and fingers thrumming,
my shoulders slumped, wishing moonlight
never stooped to sunlight's surge.

Reviews

[Brandi Nicole]

I flipping LOVE this (had to revise my initial response - I swear like a sailor)! it took me back to wilder times- when I owned the night....or at least I thought I did ;)