Unexpected

Seven squares sit empty
in front of the number circled in red,
preceded by months of exes. Solid black lines
crossed at the exact middle point.
Belly so big, feet are questionable.
End of season sweet corn devoured,
dripped butter solidified on plate’s edge.
Slab of apple pie about to be devoured.
Fork stops. I stop. Puzzled. Wet.
Not like a dam’s breech,
more like the trickle of a creek.
Not exactly by the book.
Wheels spin, gravel crunches,
rocks spray at mewling farm cats.
Roads rush by.
Do you feel the earth calling you,
my moans stalling you?
Years later, we wait impatiently,
while you adjust lipstick, stalling.
This time, we’re ready.
But you’re not.

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Photo:  Old shot of our first country house….the wheels did spin and the cats did howl! 

2 thoughts on “Unexpected

    • lillian June 26, 2015 / 2:15 pm

      Thanks, Carol! hmmmmm that’s the first country house we rented…..I’m sure you mean the house looks like it’s from the early 1900s….not us 🙂

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