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Up Late: A Typewriter in Love

[Sit Up Real Quick]

We’re lying on the couch,

my head in her lap,

and I’m counting lines

on the plywood

nailed to

the ceiling

when I notice

the speed’s kicked in.

 

Her fingers run through my hair

and pluck the thought.

“It wasn’t the drugs, right?”

I close my eyes and

think about the drug

rushing the clock towards

a real fight, the difference

a whole year of miles makes.

I think about my parents

breaking up, how she

doesn’t know everything

about Batman.

 

I reach over and click

the video on.

 

Now I’m on the laptop screen

telling her about my love

like a total doofus,

how we’ll say it

in the future and mean it

in every possible way.

Then I kiss her and

she kisses me twice.

The music that’s on

is from the wild west.

 

The video stops and

we kiss. She tastes like

bitter beer, clean cotton,

and a wisp of smoke.

“It wasn’t the drugs. I do.”

And the tractor beam

of her lap pulls

me back in.

[The Bull]

 there’s a fight bull in my chest

that wants out

but I’m too quick for him,

I turn as he rushes past, I breathe,

“Oh please god don’t

get out.”

 

there’s a fight bull in my chest

that wants out

but I leave the party in time and put

the last beer down

and my friends and my family

and my girlfriend

always miss

our dust dance.

 

there’s a fight bull in my chest

that wants out

but I’m too quick for him,

I dodge,

and feel his steam snort breath in

my ear.

it sounds sharp like knuckles

crack.

my hands strangle themselves he was

so close.

 

there’s a fight bull in my chest

that wants out

and I get real tired, so I stare him down

now and again

when it’s dark and quiet.

I say, “I know that you’ll win,

you always

win.”

 

then he stamps over

and he’s quiet, full of steam,

so I rest my hand on his

head,

and all night we stand just like

that

with our

hot breath

and sometimes we thrash bones

across wood,

and hope to cool,

hope we can.

[Between Breaths]

A ground up

speed antidote

can cure you

of sunrise.

 

X

 

I really need

the bathroom,

to go to work,

to finish the work.

I’ve got no time and

lots of help.

 

X

 

I’ll never get out

from under this rock.

Good thing I found

someone who warms it.

 

X

 

Bed’s in shambles.

What sin is this?

I feel a warm

proof breath

next to me.

 

X

 

My girlfriend woke me

with a blowjob.

It was good.

 

X

 

Didn’t finish

work last night,

turned the alarm

clock off.

The extra minute

in bed

was worth it

with her.

 

X

 

The conversation

I’ve rehearsed

is only a matter

of time.

Her Dad will be happy.

She will be

stunning in white.

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