21
Aug
09

Untitled 8/21/09

Wind blows through the windows

And ruffles the curtains

As the cool So-Cal evening

Air

Is filled

With the rare humidity

Of possible rain

In summer.

In the distance,

Sirens wail

As an ambulance

Races

To a nearby hospital,

Temporarily disturbing the peace

And calm

Of the music playing

In the background

Of my apartment-

Her voice

Painting

A picture of love lost

And sadness found.

The warm fruitiness

Of the red wine

Lingers on my tongue

As the alcohol evaporates

And I become

Lighter

With the weight of it all

Shrinking

And beginning to break apart.

Before long,

I may find myself

On the porch

With a cigar

Clenched between my teeth,

Drawing in the taste

Of the smoke

And watching the rings

Dissipate

Into the air.

Timothy Vance Jackson

August 21, 2009

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