Pole Dancing to Gospel Hymns by Andrea Gibson

Author:Andrea Gibson [Gibson, Andrea]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: poetry
Publisher: SCB Distributors
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Tonight

Offer your body as a burning building

without fire escapes.

I want to feel you like lifelines

on the palms of Christ

when the nails went through.

Photograph

I wish I was a photograph

tucked into the corners of your wallet,

a snapshot carried like a future in your back pocket.

I wish I was that face you show to strangers

when they ask you where you come from,

that someone that you come from

every time you get there,

and when you get there

I wish I was that someone who got phone calls

and postcards saying

wish you were here.

I wish you were here.

Autumn is the hardest season.

The leaves are all falling

and they’re falling like they’re falling in love with the ground

and the trees are naked and lonely.

I keep trying to tell them

new leaves will come around in the spring,

but you can’t tell trees those things,

they’re like me,

they just stand there

and don’t listen.

I wish you were here.

I’ve been hazy-eyed

staring at the bottom of my glass again,

thinking of that time when it was so full

it was like we were tapping the moon for moonshine

or sticking straws into the center of the sun

and sipping like Icarus would forever kiss

the bullets from our guns.

I never meant to fire, you know.

I know you never meant to fire, lover.

Now the sky clicks from black to blue

and dusk looks like a bruise.

I’ve been wrapping one night stands

around my body like wedding bands

but none of them fit in the morning,

they just slip off my fingers and slip out the door

and all that lingers is the single scent of you.

Do you remember the night I told you

I’ve never seen anything more perfect than

than snow falling in the sodium glow of a street light,

electricity bowing to nature,

mind bowing to heartbeat,

This is gonna hurt bowing to I love you.

I still love you

like moons love the planets they circle around,

like children love recess bells,

I hear the sound of you

and think of playgrounds

where outcasts who stutter

beneath braces and bruises and acne

are finally learning that their rich handsome bullies

are never gonna grow up to be happy.

I think of happy when I think of you.

So wherever you are, I hope you’re happy,

I really do.

I hope the stars are kissing your cheeks tonight.

I hope you finally found a way to quit smoking.

I hope your lungs are open and breathing this life.

I hope there’s a kite in your hand

that’s flying all the way up to Orion

and you still have a thousand yards of string to let out.

I hope you’re smiling

like god is pulling at the corners of your mouth.

‘Cause I might be naked and lonely,

shaking branches for bones,

but I’m still time zones away

from who I was the day before we met.

You were the first mile where my heart broke a sweat.

And I wish you were here.

I wish you’d never left.

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