Motel Dreams

She wiped the edges of her mouth
The light red lipstick smeared
She smelled like cheap perfume, and menthols
I lifted the blinds, the sun still high
The breeze made the water in the pool ripple
Los Angeles is a jungle
A jungle of man made delusions & manifest destiny
All funneling through The American Dream
Wanna get outta here?
Yeah. . . yeah, maybe, what else is there?
Let's go get more wine
I say, no, lets just stay a while

I took a sip from my glass, and closed my eyes,

The taste of gin took me to your lips when I didn’t want to

And fuck I don’t remember all those nights

All I can recall is yelling, and running in the street, grabbing you, waking up the next morning and doing it all the same the next evening

Nobody else existed in those days

And even so I wish I could forget them

Shit it all spun so quickly and so blissfully

But I’d take it all back in a heartbeat if I could change time

And release those intoxicated desires, yet we just live this life

Where’d you just go?

Nowhere, absolutely nowhere
The ceiling fan drumming resonances of a confused cacophony
And the dripping memories were enough
Just enough to stay a while and think:
Why do we ever have to die