After a Movie, After Some Wine

In the corner, past the cobwebs,

the room’s angles ramble into focus

so sharp even you can see.

In that moment you’ll live forever,

all regrets and plans left behind

on those receding planes and lines.

You’ll melt, slowly begin to flow, like desire,

the way you once slid across her slick skin,

like sweat, like shadows, like goodbyes.