Introduction

I have always threatened that it was dangerous to go out with a poet - and this proves that danger lies in the immortality of an attempt to pick one up!

Out Of The Woodwork

Copyright; Sophie Jean
From her book 'Outpourings'
Email: sophiejean@powerup.com.au

He said "Why don't you sleep here?"
I said "No."
He said "Why?"
I said "Because" and went on to tell of
the desire for my own bed
and dreams
unencumbered by the pressure of another
or surrounds unfamiliar.

And he asked whether this was preferable to being with him,
And I told him that it was not that
he was not a preference,
He just wasn't a consideration.

And he said "Stay for a while, then"
And I said "No."
And he said "Why?"
And I explained my need for sleep
and the hour of morn
and how this hour had represented my wake up call
on the day we were still calling today
but was yesterday.

And he said "Sleep here"
And I said "No."

He said "We have to start somewhere"
I said "No."
He said "Why?"
So I told him how a journey that was going nowhere
Could do whatever it liked as far as I was concerned.
My path was focussed
and I could not see him making a huge impression
on my journey.
And he said "You have to make decisions
for your own happiness"
I said "I am."

So he said "Lets just make it a one-night stand"
So I said "No."
So he said "Why?"
And I laughed and said how
it wasn't the place
it wasn't the timing
it wasn't the time
and how I didn't find it, or him, an attractive prospect.
And how, if I were feeling so inclined,
I had enough tricks up my sleeve
without resorting to the good friend
of a bad ex.

And he said "It's because of him"
And I said "No."
And he said "yes" and went on to explain
nuances of my previous relationship
that were - interesting
curious
and very unflattering reflections on my judgement
at the time.
And he said "I always fancied you"
And he said "You liked me, too"
And he said "Your ex was jealous of me"
And he said "He's got someone new,
Someone unlike you."

And he pulled me near
And he whispered in my ear
"Lets be together tonight"
And I said "No."

So we shared a cigarette
He gave me his number for a cup of tea and chat
And asked for a souvenir from me
(preferably underwear)
And we laughed at his little joke.
I kicked him out of the Rig
and headed off
alone
into the sunrise.

Copyright; Sophie Jean