5ive senses by me, Charlie Rowell

oh my god!
he is such a hottie,
Like, for sure
he's going to get it and
he doesn't even know it.

the sky
in a casual Frank Sinatra style waltz
as an eerie love song played in the background
and we laid on the lawn silent and empty
and counted the stars in our eyes.

lingered up my nose
in a cathartic burst of
lactic acid and high fructose corn syrup.

and there she was on the other side
my princess
so sweet in her castle so high
but I could not swim nor jump nor fly.

through my ear hair
walls of my phones
than shot a spit rocket of sound into my ear
and straight to the core of my brain.

Gallery | E-Mail Doug at mrdoug@aznet.net and he will pass your comments on to Charlie.