afterwards...

afterwards...

the last time
she checked her e-mail
he still
hadn’t responded
she would give anything
to know
what he was thinking

. . .

it was
a dumb
first date
the dinosaur exhibit
at the local
museum

dumb
dumb
dumb
stupid
stupid
stupid

then he kissed her
under the tyrannosaur
and it was
the most glorious
stupid thing
she ever felt

that explains why
grandma’s house
is full of
dinosaur
toys

. . .

 

afterwards
as their bodies cooled
he thought
about how incredible it was
that they had met
and fallen in love
and now had bonded
so intimately
that no other lovers
could ever have felt
what he felt
right now
and this perfect instant
would live inside him
forever

she thought
about getting
a sandwich

. . .

the first time I saw her
I knew I would marry her
and all my life I walk
on eggshells
fearing
this
dream
will
end

© Buzz Dixon

 

at 3 o’clock in the morning

at 3 o’clock in the morning

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