you flip thru snapshots
you feel jealous at how intimate
this couple seems
the imprints of her red mouth
forever up & down his cheek
their heads always temple-to-temple
as if inventing their future
the eternal cigarette they always
seem to be sharing
their hands always lifting
a drink to one another
then you summon the un-captured images
dark war-paint beneath their eyes
shards of broken glasses in their fists
like makeshift shanks
the chalk outline of their love on the floor
_
Rob Plath is a prolific writer and Literary Editor for The Commonline Journal. He is the author of eight chapbooks and three full-length poetry collections. His novel Swallowtude (2016) and his poetry collection The Skeleton Sutras (2016) are both forthcoming from Epic Rites Press. His webpage is www.robplath.com.
you feel jealous at how intimate
this couple seems
the imprints of her red mouth
forever up & down his cheek
their heads always temple-to-temple
as if inventing their future
the eternal cigarette they always
seem to be sharing
their hands always lifting
a drink to one another
then you summon the un-captured images
dark war-paint beneath their eyes
shards of broken glasses in their fists
like makeshift shanks
the chalk outline of their love on the floor
_
Rob Plath is a prolific writer and Literary Editor for The Commonline Journal. He is the author of eight chapbooks and three full-length poetry collections. His novel Swallowtude (2016) and his poetry collection The Skeleton Sutras (2016) are both forthcoming from Epic Rites Press. His webpage is www.robplath.com.
