Sunday, February 1, 2009

note the space in between.

I don’t actually like blondes
Or so I said
Or so I told myself
Or so I found myself
Internally repeating
As they

This pair of blonde women
Sort of together
But not really together
Not together together
not gifrlfriends
They were girl friends
(note the space in between)

it didn’t mean anything
The way they happened to be
dancing
together
moving with me
Trading glances
Trading me between
And We were only
dancing

And anyway
I don’t actually like blondes
Not generally drawn to fair skin
And light hair
And piercing blue eyes
And pouting lips
And hips drawing in closer on
Either side of me

Synthesising with
Intentions I don’t have
For blonde girls
Until Caught up in a game
I didn’t quite know
the rules of

I watched one walk off
gently push her friend
Closer in my direction
And presented with her
I met her eyes dead on
too drunk to be demure
emboldened by the last
Double of whiskey poured
I pulled her close
Bassline trembling
through my thighs to hers

As my eyes travelled
across her shoulder
And met those of her friend again
Who smiled in my direction
nodded encouragingly
while nearby
My friend looked on

I couldn’t quite
make out his expression
it was too dark and
he was too far off and
I wondered if this blonde duo
Thought he was my boyfriend
I attempted to smirk at him
raised my brows as if to
Mock the situation

Eventually
I excused myself
 walked over to him.
Leaving girl number one
Passing girl number two.
Smile, nod,
nod ,smile

Two pairs of  
piercing blue eyes
Two heads
tossing gleaming golden hair
Two sets of angled shoulders
Dropping into curved hips
Two pairs of endless
Denim legs

Two women that
Made me instantly
Drastically
rethink
This not really being into
Blonde girls thing.

My friend and I
ordered another round of drinks
And when I turned
And when I turned
In the brightness between darkness of strobing lights
I looked back
Saw my two blonde dance partners
Making out like mad….

So maybe they were kind of
Together?
I mean together together?
I mean like girlfriends?
(note lack of space in between)
I noted the lack of space  in between
them

girl number two
came back again
quickly closing
the space in between
her and me.
Girl number one watched on
appreciatively

And I sit here thinking
I sit here writing
I sit here writing and thinking
Why
Why
Why on earth didn’t I …
But then again
I mean generally
I don’t actually like blondes
Really…

Posted by paula varjack at 02:58:24
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