The Web Poetry Corner - Rick Bandy - One Night Stand
One Night Stand
by
Rick Bandy
The springs complain.
I sit on the edge of the bed
Aware that my back
Speaks a message all its own
and struggle to pull on my left boot.
The drawn shade is torn
Allowing streetlight invasions
On the threadbare rug.
Unashamed of her nakedness
She moves without sound to the closet
And wraps herself in tattered robe
Of heartache
Looking vulnerable
and infinitely more naked
She stands in front of me
And peers up under tousled bangs.
Summoning precious reserves of courage
I meet her eyes.
She smiles
An act of forgiveness
"I’ll see ya’ later, huh?"
"Sure," I choke on the lie.
Gazing, she gently places her palm
Over my heart
Then turns away.
Empty and numb
We both listen to my boots
Echoing down the hall.