A little taste of Freedom

She gave me a lapdance and I nearly fell in love,

            Then she came on back to my place and she fit me like a glove.

I want to do it up proper, take her out on the town,

Put her on my Harley and ride her around.

I want her on my arm in a little red dress.

            My friends would be green with envy

To see her with me.

Kisses on the lips. 

Bedding destroyed.

Caution cast aside with the clothing.

           

And no regrets. 

And no difficult conversations. 

Beautiful people who know what they like,

Passing the night.

Without the pressure of forever,

and houses and puppies and babies. 

Maybe. 

But not tonight.

Lisa's Pull

Pulled the Hill out of Cheyenne over Wind River’s rise,

            And Wyoming was sky, like a pretty girl’s eyes.

And I wondered aloud, by the Vedauvoo road

            How the blood ran so hot ‘neath a shoulder so cold.

But I drove on in solitude, save for my truck,

            Alone with my feelings and down on my luck.

 

Later on, at the truckstop, with my rig broken down,

            I was glad that the Wyoming stars were around;

For they are the best companions I know

            To a heartbroken trucker, so far from his home.

                                                           

 

2001, Laramie, WY,  by M.J. Brown.

Moving

 

She came slashing down Hollywood with those green eyes through the grey grit dust that the tourists kick up and I was a mess immediately.  Thinking about that girl on the Triumph that I met at the Arclight and the chances I’ve missed and the chances I’ve taken and the pain that I’ve caused and the hearts I’ve watched breaking as I stood there in silence on the shoulder or rode on through the night regardless of the rain.  And I think now as the years add up of the women I’ve left waiting and the keepers in there and the way that that’s shaped me and the man that that’s made me and I’ve gotten older and I’ve had to make some changes and I’m spending more time living in the present and trying to get to heaven but it’s still all that I can do just to try to keep tomorrow from bleeding all over today.

 

                                                                                                -MJ Brown

                                                                                                (11/16/07)