Studio Lights

Men’s 10. Placed outside the dump, yet it seems that the intention was to give to a stranger.

Oi, with the poodles already!

Swishing, twisting, spinning, swirling into perfect

Spiraling circles like spilling champagne glasses

Above pumped up kicks- I mean

Click clack heels on hickory hardwood.

Put your hand in mine.

Walk me home under pools of light

Only to never make it there

And fall asleep in the studio 

On polyester bean bag chairs.

First snow freckles our dreams

Outside billowing white curtains in our room with no corners

Till the cowboy kid rolls in 

With a lit cigarette.