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Poetry is just the evidence of life. If your life is burning well, poetry is just the ash. Leonard Cohen

Monday, January 28, 2013

The Mix Tape of Us

Charlotte Gainsbourg, AnOther

The other day 
I found myself singing
one of those songs
Do you remember?
We were freshmen
I played my records 
window open
waiting
for you to swim by
I cast out notes as bait
to draw you to me
"I love that one!" you'd say
 I'd act nonchalant- "Really? Cool."
Really cool
Playlist as love potion
I remember
my heart flip flopping
 like a fish on the deck of a boat
when you noticed
and sinking like the Titanic
when you didn't
Sometimes even now
a beat sneaks up on me
and I find myself singing
(despite myself)
from the mix tape of us.

submitted for The Mag, Mag153


12 comments:

Fireblossom said...

That's romantic!

Brian Miller said...

playlist as love potion...smiles...nice...cool memories in here of a much more innocent time of life...well maybe not so...smiles.

Jinksy said...

So evocative of teen tunes and emotions! Well done you.

Berowne said...

The powerful playlist - beautiful.

Dave King said...

Stupendous last line to a fine poem.

Helen said...

'I cast out notes as bait' ... me too.

Tess Kincaid said...

Really like how the flip-flop ties in...charming...

Buddah Moskowitz said...

As someone who still makes mix tapes for his wife, this sung volumes to me. A playlist as bait has caught me many a time...

Michael said...

whos cant relate to this??? well done

Pat Tillett said...

Very good and very romantic! We've all got some mix tapes hanging around from our past...

Wayne Pitchko said...

nice playlist....and well done..thanks for sharing

purplepeninportland said...

I adore this poem and the way it played through to the end.