The Last Weekend Poem by Elsa Bear

a midnight blanket above their heads
lying on the grass in a stagnant silence
listening to each other breathing
reveling in their mistakes
they comfort each other
with a few kind words,
but they both know they'll make more

with palms wet from the dew
they sprawl on the floor
dawn breaks open a new morning
like the sound of fresh farm eggs cracked
she lies their quietly yawning
anticipating the golden syrup shore
the beach where they made their pact

stretching and standing
watching and waiting
for the day to unfold.
that golden syrup shore looks different in the light
so do those mistakes.
fleeting glances at the rapidly disappearing horizon,
leaning back on the leather interior,
basking in the warm sunlight
that trickles down their skin like warm honey

the silence that consumes them;
is now pregnant with emotions held back-
opportunities missed ebb and flow out of sight.
with faces and gestures in full view,
the boy slips back into a time so blue.
the hours pass and soon the day has slipped away.
the moon shines out like an effigy,
he has never seen her look so pretty;
as he breaths in the nights unrequited air,
she wonders why he must leave for the city

is he thinking the same?
does he know the heart wrenching sadness that will fill her once he's gone?
the lonely days and nights spent wishing
and aching for him to be home.
the hours spent walking,
going nowhere in particular,
just walking.
walking to fill the time
and fill the space in her heart that will be left.
the neon appeal of the city calls to him.

he turns to her and beckons.
taking her in his arms-
he looks through her.
he can see the downfall behind her pupils-
it’s been the same ever since those pills.
passionately making love below the window sill;
he strokes his fingers through her fiery hair,
convulsing and sweating they tear at each others skin.
he whispers his love for her
and climaxes deep within.

trembling and crying,
she knows it was the last time.
post coital tears and fears consume her.
a burning love within,
shes losing her soulmate.
gasping for beath, drowning in tears
she shudders as he holds her for the last time.
packing his bags, wiping his eyes
she begs him to stay but he can't.
she's inconsolable.
he's gone.


-a joint effort, thankies graham 3-