Monday, May 5, 2014

Invitation

Excavator

Tell me if you’re game, and I’ll take you someplace you’ve never been.

Maybe we’ll walk the cliffs by the lighthouse, not caring about the steep drop to the bay as morning turns to afternoon.

Maybe we’ll go to the playground where kids light fires, play on an abandoned excavator, and roll tires down the hill into the pond.

If you’re game, we can visit that club – the one with no sign outside, just two men smoking in lawn chairs – and we’ll climb the steps toward the pulsing beat to find couples entwined on banquettes, watching women in skinny jeans and fuck-me pumps who own the dance floor. Maybe we’ll dance.

If you want to, we can get on a plane, then share a plate of Congri and sip mojitos while we watch the people go by, until our heads swim, no longer afraid to lose control.

All you have to do is tell me.

6 comments:

  1. love the voice and movement of this

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  2. Wonderful voice, wonderful suggestions! I love the sense of the endless possibilities. :)

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    1. Thank you, Suzanne. That's exactly what I had in mind -- viewing life as a collection of possibilities instead of impossibilities.

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  3. Infinite possibilities. I like this. And please pardon me if I hear A-ha's "Take on me" playing in my head while I read it. It has that eighties love song feel.

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    1. You are definitely pardoned. 80s love songs = win.

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