In the moment it takes me
to run past their
early-afternoon morning, somewhat disheveled
wandering
on this semi-urban wooded trail...
Her morning-after obligation stares
straight ahead
while his denial steals
glances
down toward her hands.
Or is this the prelude
to a one-sided terminal relationship grown
too comfortable for any honesty
to ease out?
It escapes in tiny explosions,
imageless fireworks tumbling into
staccato blockades
that we will keep meandering around
Enjoying the sun glaze
as our heads tilt back
©Erin Croley
Still so drafty...
*feedback and revision ideas welcomed!
to run past their
early-afternoon morning, somewhat disheveled
wandering
on this semi-urban wooded trail...
Her morning-after obligation stares
straight ahead
while his denial steals
glances
down toward her hands.
Or is this the prelude
to a one-sided terminal relationship grown
too comfortable for any honesty
to ease out?
It escapes in tiny explosions,
imageless fireworks tumbling into
staccato blockades
that we will keep meandering around
Enjoying the sun glaze
as our heads tilt back
©Erin Croley
Still so drafty...
*feedback and revision ideas welcomed!