Parking the car
out by the cooling towers
I breathe the quiet in
lit by the moon
not going anywhere
Thinking on
all those sad miles behind me…
Remember when we were nineteen
kissing in the back seat
tucked into the kerb
lit by our lust
not going anywhere
Thinking on
all those mad miles behind me…
When we were nineteen
everything was a fire
everything was flame
but everything evaporates
like steam rising
I’ve driven up this road
and come back down again
not going anywhere
not the silver in my hair
nor the lines around my eyes
not going anywhere
Thinking on
all those bad miles behind me…
Sitting in the car
flicking the headlights on
and off again
when did everything evaporate
like steam rising
Not going anywhere
forehead against the steering wheel
tears bursting on my knees
whispering
‘just kiss me
just kiss me
in the backseat of my car…’
[2017]
Thanks for reading.
Brilliantly done. I love it.
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Thanks 🙂
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Love this Tom!
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Thanks Peter, that’s so good to hear. I hoped this one might speak to someone.
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Wow, this is beautiful!!! So poignant, deep and reminiscent. Well done, Tom! The last paragraph hit hard!
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P.S. the audio of it is mesmerizing!!!
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Thank you so much for reading and listening Samantha. So pleased you enjoyed. The audio version is a bit stuttery and the final line is missing but it just about works 🙂
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