Pretty Woman in a Lexus

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Status: In Progress  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: July 18, 2018

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Pretty Woman in a Lexus

I've never had the patience to count cars
stiff in lines of three
while loathing sharp, break lights
in between the streaks of my dirty windshield.
I focus only
on made up stories of patrons standing still
in lines adjacent to mine.

Who taught her to comply with limited desire?
It's apparent in the white knuckled,
polished grip you have on a mediocre cup of coffee
that is eternally less than pleasant.
Similar to the hold you have on a leather wheel
sitting in front of you with authority. 

Where is she going?
Have you wandered about
inside yourself
like I have wondered
about you?
The Star of David is fixed on your left wrist
held tightly with tangled rope.
Your faith follows you with no reason to deviate.
Are you ever tempted with the absence of reciprocation?

I think her beauty escapes her.
Your eyes project reflections of crystal skies
on maya blue river beds,
calm until they dilate
there is direction is your delicately kinked hair
returning to the comfort of drive. 

 

B. D. Monroe


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