in the bed
in the dark
where if anything were to happen
if there was even a chance…
in the dim flicker of the television
in the cool breeze of the evening’s end
the wine making the impossible seem
possible
if only for a moment
displayed like temptation
stretched out
laid back
an island, entire to itself
Reader Comments
nice work, ken. may i read some of yr stuff at the new poetry reading series in town?
Yes, of course. Send me a video if one happens to get made.
ken – i love this- so visual- i can feel the curtains moving in the breeze….good work!