Embraced

Tight hugs in expensive cars

expensive embraces ephemeral

flashes of light blinding headlights

stealing my sight and my will

to give much more to these amorous sinners, counselors, leaders of the race to the sun.

i've entered late, i've sealed my face to the moon

looking back on my own old drop offs

like medicine like memory

like i might explode with love or pain

these self-same tie-tighteners, these gown-zippers

so very married to ideas i'm afraid to entertain

such post-cards,

such hallmark couplings in shakespeare's straw

potent and brittle like the tears on my cheeks,

crashing their weddings and their funerals

all excuses for more pointless affection.

these salacious, affectatious beatnick reveries

make me meaningful,

make my arms full -

as arms are meant to be.

Written by:

John William Davies,

A Bakersfield, CA. Poet