“Dumb Town”
The night is like an agate
The stars are chickenpox in the sky
The moon’s a circle of protein
Tonight you are Godot and I wait and you never show
Tonight begs us not to stay here and think things through
Tonight my text messages remain unsent
and the text messages I sent last night remain unresponded to.
Tonight the filling stations stay open late
and ask us to park beneath their lit shelters
Tonight I want to rest my head in my own hands
Tonight wants to rip apart at the middle
Tonight I wish I owned a radio so I could lie in my bed and listen to commercials
Tonight I don’t bother to let the beer chill in the fridge
Tonight the porch lights are a little brighter than usual
Tonight it is the ocean that orbits the anchor
Tonight I piss off the third-floor balcony and think of you
Tonight my pills become a pinhole, zooming in to how lonely we both feel
Tonight I hope you take this in with your tongue
Tonight I want my fingers to cross the canal of your spine
Tonight I want you to see my great capacity for ugliness
and to ask me when it was I lost my heart
Tonight I am the only one who can see this moon
Luke Weldon