Ryan David Orr

Traffic Lights

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Ryan David Orr
06/13/2016
Ryan David Orr

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And again she shows up, later than she thought she would, knocking reticently soft.

As she speaks she is trying not to cry and I help her as she's taking her coat off

"Nothing is beautiful," she said, "and no one is ever who they seem. I drove around this town for hours, screaming curses at the road, but it's 10 o'clock and the church is closed, and I stopped and sat amongst the flowers."

And I don't give a damn if they call the cops;

They never do anything anywhere anyway.

I try to stay on a straight line home.

She said, "Do you want to touch me? You want to be close? You want to feel something that seems real? Well I just want to feel whole; I want to be golden. I should go."

It's alright. I'll walk home tonight. Gonna skip all the traffic lights.

And again I show up drunk and stumbling, and make my way to the front door.

I have always loved more than I have ever shown with my hands and I can't give her what she asked for.

But she humors me and lets me in. I said, "I don't know where I've been. I wandered up and down the highway. I stopped at that store across the Deuce and bought some cigarettes and booze and the clerk was staring at me sideways."

And I don't give a damn if they call the cops.

They never do anything anywhere anyway.

I try to stay on a straight line home.

I said, "Do you want to touch me? You want to be close? You want to feel something that seems real? Well, I just want to feel whole. I want to be golden. I should go."

It's alright. I'll walk home tonight. Gonna skip all the traffic lights.