Red Lights With You..


Poem dedicated to underlying fears of rejection

Impatience is my best attribute in situations like this

I pick driver seats apart with stares of glaring disapproval

I’m disconnected from the feeling of the steering wheel underneath my fingers

Or the sound of the muffled engine

Matching the pace of my tapping index appendage

I’m sitting up straight in a fight to not miss the changing light

That doesn’t seem to happen quick enough


That’s only when my right hand is to the left of the gear shift

And when it is to the right


Everything is different

I am no longer a driver trying to beat the time

I am a passenger trying to savor the seconds of my beloved

Trying to casually be as close as possible

In these situations, appreciation is my best attribute

The once glare is a subtle shy grin that only represents about 10 percent of what I feel

I think, “how sweet. Something intentionally put in place to stop time with you.”

I want more time with you

But the prideful sphere of my existence won’t allow me to speak.

The muffler is my mouthpiece projecting scrambled thoughts of anxiety and fear

Of ruining this moment

Too scared to ruin the peaceful silence

So I stare at the red light, thankful, for giving us something I’m too nervous to ask for


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