July 18, 2009


by Stephen Jarrell Williams

I finally told
myself to quit
holding it

Sitting in my chair
I stood,
walked to the window,
pressed my face to the glass.

Darkness below in the street.
A lone streetlight with moths fluttering
between droplets of rain.

A young woman walking my way,
absorbed in a frown,
not seeing me.

I kissed the glass
sending vibes down to her.

She came closer,
soon to turn the corner.

I told myself again
to quit
holding it in...

I stuck my tongue out
as she looked up to my window,
my smashed face and tongue
gooey on the glass.

She laughed,
disappeared around the corner,
gave me the finger.

I waited all night,
for several nights.

I got arrested a week later,
breaking glass.


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