i don't know if i could actually write a generic love poem. it's not the way i roll. and yes, i always find them to be more interesting with personal references that only the other may wholy understand.
but i still like the way you write.
always an interesting reading experience.
funny enough, i actually had a convo with someone the other day about game shows. i used to love them as a kid. price is right, card sharks, jokers wild, blah blah blah. i even remember walking into my friend's kitchen once, and wheel of fortune was on, it was a one word challenge and i think only two tiles were turned and i blurted out the answer... weren't they surprised when i got it right. the awe i momentarily inspired. (smile).
charlie is charles bukowski. i had this thought in my head of what i might talk about had we ever met. if you've ever read his poetry, it is kind of seedy and dirty and sad. full of drink and whores and a bunch of other stuff. though there is something in his voice that was always appealing.
route 95 was coming from a strong woman aspect (coming from a state of love, really), where before, it was something forced and unwanted at another time in life when choice never entered the picture.
maybe the wasp is metaphoric for something i don't know. though it is true enough. i killed a wasp. i didn't want to. but was asked to. i tried to get her outside but eventually had to beat her with a rolled up advert. it bothers me. the whole act of taking a life. no matter how insignificant it is to others. all i kept saying was - forgive me.
i guess too, is that maybe it was a comparison to charlie... for me, i feel there is redemption. with charlie, i don't know if he got that.
thanks for your words on mine. (and again for the fav).
i think of all my first loves (they all do feel like first loves), or true loves. there are places in our hearts where we hold people dear. because they meant something/mean something as we greet the day. like somehow, they just make us better people for it.
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