sex and oatmeal

don’t you dare

close the door to

that heart of yours

I know it’s worn down

and all scratched up,

and it struggles to stay open;

feels like a bad breeze

might slam it shut,

but hold on

just a little longer,

pry it open if you have to,

it’s all leading to someone

you don’t even know exists

this person,

who won’t even knock,

will come bursting through

the door you almost dead-bolted,

and once they step inside,

they’ll dare you to lock it shut

and hide the keys on you forever

the craziest part?

you won’t even go looking for the keys;

because a whole heart doesn’t need

an escape route

-E.G.

I think you'd like to know

how much I think about you...

I think "so much" is too little,

and I know "a little" is much less than

even when you know I think about you...

I like to think about you,

and I know you know that,

but I think that

you think

I don't think about you much,

or at all...

so I want you to know,

you're all I think about...

… and I absolutely love you.

-E.G.

STAR FOR ONE

I’m not famous

shit, I’m not even fa—

but she always made me feel like

a star,

one that everyone should know and love

and that’s where I lost her…

trying to be a star for everyone

except the girl who gave me

any sort of sparkle

to begin with

was that the cost of chasing light?

probably,

yet it was my decision

and she understood that…

but I will always wonder

if the star she made

was only meant to shine for

one

instead of many.

-E.G.

we are that couple…

drawing eyes from every table

locking lips between every bite

falling deeper with every sip

tuning out every detail that isn’t ours

we planned an escape route to the car

where we’d escape escaping each other

her high slitting dress would hold

my five sliding fingers

for only a few remaining minutes

because we wanted it now instead of later

because her body begged instead of asked

because my hand drove her instead of the car

just a couple blocks up

in a couple mile radius

with a couple million people

for this couple to do very private in very public

I pulled us over while

she pulled me in

the new moon had a birds eye view

the pedestrians had a passing glance

but I had the best seat in the house

for the performance of the year

we christened the new car,

left a mark—or two

and respectfully disrespected each other

like the world wasn’t watching

yeah,

we were that couple,

-E.G.