Let’s run away
the large darkness above us
holds the echo
of a sudden
post coitus
declaration
Let’s run away
I repeat
We’ll move to New Orleans
We’ll leave our lives behind
we’ll live on a houseboat
how will we get a houseboat?
I don’t know
we could sell all of our furniture!
comes the eager response
right,
we’ll sell all of our furniture
and we’ll live on a houseboat
I’ll get a job on a shrimper
or an oil rig
you can waitress
and write novels
You’ll
Forget about college
I’ll lose myself in manual labor
and my little notebook
we’ll watch the days melt away
into the mississippi delta
eaten by crocodiles
to the sounds of a washboard band
and cicada
imagine it
she says
late night parties
inquisitor guests who
marvel at our story
burning bridges and the
bargain basement deals
brought us here
with nothing left
except each other