Coupling as improv

~ Pleasant Street

I tried to be good
at ad-libbing
even in the middle of a tornado
ripping the seams of our house
while we slept;
I figured we would get by
on rations

But when you told me no
it gave me a new resolve
and all the denials
did not lay me outright
like before
lying flat like a lizard, drinking
from a puddle of my fears
and your disappointment

Are we a mystery or a thriller?
because much of what makes us
we
is simple to understand
regardless
of the storm coming.
Are we not thrilled?

Falling in love was easy
once we got inside–
getting out
takes more work
(it is easier) than we (to stay)
than we  imagined
doubt oozing
from around the windows
suspicion coating the walls

trying to read the future
in the dishwater–
always murky

Published by Pleasant Street

Pleasant Street appears to be stuck in 1948, via a time-machine of her own design. Around these parts people call her Rose. She is a moody poet and a frustrated writer of stories. Movie lover. Cake eater. Bread baker. She is still trying to figure out a way to use baked goods as currency.

10 thoughts on “Coupling as improv”

  4. The use of symbolism is stunning. In fact, they explode in the reader’s face with a force, the lizard siping from the puddle of fear and disappointment, the mundanity of three-leaved clovers, the future in the dregs of the dishwasher.

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