Insomnolence

Insomnolence

A Story by Michael Sabino

I bolted onto the R train and sent Chelsea a text

"I'm going to drag my lips down your stomach
Like I'm combing the beach for precious metals"

Her face became the color of the sounds she tried to suppress
Or that's how I imagined it

And I thought
What's the point of whispering
When you've got a mouthful of live wires
Floating through an electron cloud

She buzzed me in
She and I, we never get tired
She and I
We don't need to get drunk to have fun

Let's just keep things simple
And get it wrong the first time
Let's just keep things simple
And get it wrong the first time
Let's just keep things simple
And get it wrong the first time

I just caught the cowgirl ain't never been caught

Enter the unforgiving light of morning
Chels grabbed my phone
As I typed this into my notes

"You deserve to be alone"
she whispered
And I said that's all I ever wanted

When the door slammed behind me
Several objects fell from her shelves
And the sounds imbibed my face with colors of music

I just caught the cowgirl ain't never been caught

Funny
I don't feel so alone

© 2014 Michael Sabino


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Added on October 26, 2014
Last Updated on October 26, 2014

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Michael Sabino
Michael Sabino

NY



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