Out Down the Street

     I don’t get out much, not anymore.

     This past August I ventured outside
     for two aimless walks with Maggie.
     And yes, I went awol for September,
     but that dump was a hell that doesn’t
     even meet up with biblical standards.
     Connie and Lena persuaded me to sit
     out in the park one evening last week,
     so I might meet the new guy upstairs,
     whom I’ve managed to visit twice since
     for mundane movies and casual company.

     I won’t make a habit of getting out.
     I’ve gone most everywhere I care to.

     I only work right right where I am.

     Oh! Then here comes Robert tempting
     us out and through and around and in
     places and scenes and venues and homes
     whereabouts through your eye and word
     just like those doors on Monsters Inc.

     I’ll invite you to visit my little room
     if I get to join you wherever you go.
                                   [posted for Sara as of date written;
                                   originally posted at Poetic Asides]

2 Responses to “Out Down the Street”

  1. 2013.07.27 at 4:14 pm

    It felt strange re-posting this one. Her “new guy upstairs” was me. She was the elusive woman downstairs who never went out. Our two lives crossed and became one, so many lives ago.

    • 2013.07.29 at 10:54 am

      Had it not been for you, she may not ever have been out much again. Harassment from a sexual predator had sent her deeper than ever into seclusion. She needed you to restore her trust.

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