Sometimes, Providence Can Be A Friend Poem by Thomas Case

Sometimes, Providence Can Be A Friend



I met her on the beach in
Coralville.
Actually, it was just a long
strip of sand below the dam.
I was crashing with some
friends that had tents set up
back in the woods.
She wore a red one piece
swimsuit, big sunglasses, and
she drank warm Chardonnay in
the sensual summer sun.
We got drunk together and sang songs.
We walked hand in hand to the
liquor store as evening fell on us like
a warm blanket.
We got back and found an empty tent.
We drank vodka and fucked long into the night.
When morning came crashing in like
an intruder, with thick tongues, we
asked each other's names and laughed.
We spent many hours in the sun on
that strip of sand, swimming in
the river- dodging water moccasins.
When the mood struck us,
which was quite often, we went
back to the woods, and fucked
like animals.
Sometimes, providence can be a friend.

Sometimes, Providence Can Be A Friend
Sunday, May 10, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: sex,summer,drinking,sun
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Thomas Case

Thomas Case

Oxnard, California
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