An Average Night

It’s a Wednesday night

And I expectedly find myself sitting in a car

Making pointless conversations

With the closest thing I have to a companion

Talking of our sadly minute sexual triumphs.

In between the most random quotes of our dialogue

We stare

And wonder

About dozens of careless patrons

As this car is parked outside of a gas station,

Symbolically named ‘Square One’.

Two cars sit to our left

And as the operators shake hands and part ways,

We mock their infant drug deal

And scoff at the dressing patterns

Of the modern students of our former high school.

We read to each other the words of a poetic story teller

From our ash-covered laps.

As we choke our lungs

With paper-coated sticks of poison,

We drown our emptiness

In the juice we paid for in silver and copper.

With a spark of his lighter

And a drag of his cigarette

He looks at me and asks

“Is this what our life is?”

Not yet.

Author's Note

just another boring night, hanging out in front of a gas station.

Reviews

[Liz-z]

"He looks at me and asks
“Is this what our life is?”
Not yet."
Really liked those lines, perfect lines actually!
Keep up the good work! :DD

[manchilld99]

'“Is this what our life is?”

Not yet.'

EGGS-ACKLEY!!!

This is not it unless you allow it to be; even in the midst of boredom the speaker here recognizes that there are better things to come, and that they may, should come in the future. Good description of a forgotten part of most people's journey--that time when they had more freedom than imagination, more hope than resignation.

I enjoyed this.

[GrownUpTime]

He looks at me and asks

“Is this what our life is?”

Not yet.

favorite part. brought it all togeather

[Bard Constantine]

An enjoyable read. The voice is self deriding, making evident that the narrator is smarter than the situation he finds himself in. The rambling style of storytelling adds to the character of the poem. Nicely done...

[Dingo the Archwizard of..]

Nice. I, too, have nights of the like.

[Radioactive]

You managed to make a mundane topic really interesting to read about. Good job!

XX Maddie

When I was around 14 years old I had similar experiences of bumming around gas stations, asking people for change, skateboarding, meeting girls, and doing just about anything you could think of. You captured this moment correctly.

[the in between]

I liked how you made "just another boring night, hanging out in front of a gas station" not sound boring at all lol this is great. creative and makes me think about how generations change hahaha. thanks for sharing :D

[r]

interesting, dark, and i really liked this poem. My favorite part was "we read to each other the words of a poetic story teller///from our ash-covered laps///as we choke our lungs///with paper-coated sticks of poison" Amazing, love it. :)

[Forever Mine]

Interesting...I liked it