Travis Bowden

Maybe Love Will Be Like Driving - Poem by Travis Bowden

'how fucking
trite, cliche, (add in
anything you'd like here) , '

i say, to my
reflection in the

shirtless, alone, cigarette
lit at the tip, and a bottle
of whiskey hangs almost empty in my hand.

'you drink for hours, not because
you like the feeling -
just so you can go and write.'

i look at the bottle, which is now
empty and look at my car. then the keys
on the hook.

'oh! and i'm tired of being
alone, i'd rather not be a poet
anymore. it's just not for me.'

my reflection says casually, 'maybe
love will be like driving.'
and i know i have had too much

to drink.

Comments about Maybe Love Will Be Like Driving by Travis Bowden

  • (6/23/2005 7:20:00 AM)

    Pretty darn good, Travis, although you veer periously close to cliche in a couple of ways. The image of a person all alone drinking whiskey and smoking a cigarette is not terribly original. Also, having a conversation with your reflection has been done before. But you pull the whole thing off nicely. (Report) Reply

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  • (6/23/2005 3:42:00 AM)

    i love it (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, June 23, 2005

Poem Edited: Thursday, June 23, 2005

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