Say What You Will

Say what will

when we park on the hill

and forget to turn our wheels

toward the curb,

Our clothes are damp

as we stare at the stars

in a drizzle from clouds

passing over the moon,

downtown is a vision,

of a city of jewels,

white, green and red lights

embedded in leviathans

poking the black sky

like they were hungry fingers

seeing how taut the skin is

before curling into fists

to be shaken at a God

who says nothing

but Words neither of us have heard,

I miss you tonight

and cannot or

will not think of you

not here arguing for

a better seat

an elbow to my ribs,

My heart remains

where you placed it

after you took it

along with my breath,

you made my blood rush to my head

from the mountain top

where we’ve watched

the sun set and the moon rise

for half a decade of

coming and going,

kiss and groping

between jabs to the ribs,

I think of you

driving all night

with your keys

still on the hook,

your car

still parked

with a week of groceries

in the back seat,

Yes, I said

let us worship

at the altar of our talent,

let’s be humble

and create reasons to be

something other than

the anonymous

expiration dates

that lurk and loom

and wait for us

to make promises

we didn’t mean,

Your silhouette

is unseen and

next to me always,

the way you slept

changed the way

I toss and turn,

I say your name

without opening my mouth,

the moon breaks through dark clouds

and it begins to rain,

the water beads and glistens

on the lens of my glasses,

the world is little else

but a ghostly white radiance

when the light is allowed,

My fists unfold,

you touch my head

and ask for some gossip

as I wait for you to kiss me

but then there is only

the dark air surrounding

Where you would have stood.