post script songs

p.s.

or does that go at the bottom
because it's supposed to be
a fleeting glance from a woman
with stones for eyes and
a head full of New York cities?

p.s. her flight takes off at
29 minutes to midnight,
and no matter how fast you run
and no matter how hard your
rubber shoes slap against the pavement,
you will not reach her.

she left you a note,
sitting underneath the glass
half filled with coke
and a hint of rum; it's
leaving a ring of water
and wet paper behind.
the words are merging.

dear autumn.
you are approaching but not
quick enough, damn you.
tell my love i'll wait for him.

p.s. his name is--

do the nicks from shaving
on your face mean anything but
that you are infatuated
with the lipstick stains on the mirror?

she is gone.
like the autumn breeze.

p.s. her flight never landed.
it crashed 7 minutes after midnight.
damn, boy,
you could've caught her.

he reads the lines in the
linoleum floors at the airport.
he'll wait.  he'll wait forever.
his too tight shoes tap,
a woman next to him glares.
the only thing he notices is
a fleeting glance from
eyes made of stone.
he re-reads her post scripts again.

p.s. she wasn't on the flight.
she was waiting for you.

Author's Note

p.s. if i leave will you please come?

I imagine her committing suicide when he didn't come after her. I'm so twisted.

Reviews

[KeeD]

:) i like the ending it's a breath of fresh air.. but just that thought of him being late could kill a man. Haha just read your authors note, you are twisted and I love it. Gives it a directors cut ending :P Great job .

[Hey Hey Renee]

Thank you! I love your analogy there, haha. That's great :)

[Michael Kevin Spencer]

I like this, it's highly readable in its oddness and surrealism.

[Hey Hey Renee]

Thank you!

[quinfinn]

oh, man! this poem is freekin genius! i absolutely adore this write! definitely going in my faves for multiple rereads!!!! this got the highest rating i allow anyone, just for the record.....

[Hey Hey Renee]

Oh my gosh, thank you so much!

[quinfinn]

well deserved, young poet!