In the Dark
Driving to work was frustratingly slow— on two occasions traffic lights were stalled out, blinking red— backing up rows of cars, the proverbial parking lot. However, I managed to finalize a poem for Quintet— an additional lyric for the solo vocalist persona. Following a blank sonnet format, with limited rhyme, yet standardized meter, the sentence structure echoes a typical song, experimental phrasing to some extent, but a song nonetheless. A firm title is all that remains unfinished now— because the primary meaning of the poem is retelling of a first, intense longing for another, a basic premise, the title should develop a deeper secondary theme all to itself.
•72/ —or even deciduous, docile, decorum, decorous— chocolate mints, sweet on the tip of the tongue, phonetics darting between the lips, a daring kiss between strangers