Revolver Afternoon

The record keeps on
Spinning

“Please, don’t wake me, no, don’t shake me
Leave me where I am, I’m only sleeping.”

Summer was at its peak
And we were glued together
By our sweat.
The afternoon was painted
In streaks of sunlight that
Snuck in
From the window blinds.

The record keeps on
Spinning.

“Please, don’t spoil my day, I’m miles away
And after all I’m only sleeping.”

A leg draped over your
Belly,
A kiss planted on your
Cheek,
A child folded into
You.
You
Remarked, “We looked like
John and Yoko.”
I laughed.

The record keeps on
Spinning.

“Lying there and staring at the ceiling
Waiting for a sleepy feeling…”

Did I fall asleep?
You were seated
Cross legged
On the other side of the bed
Clothed in
Strips of sunlight
Taking pictures of me
With your phone.
I smiled and grabbed your hand
And pulled you.
No,
I smiled and grabbed you by the hips
And pulled you.
No,
I smiled and grabbed you by the ankles
And pulled you.
No,
I smiled and I kissed you and…

Did I fall asleep?

The record keeps on
Spinning.

“Keeping an eye on the world going by my window
Taking my time.”

The world continued on
Drifting farther and

Farther

 
Away.
And you were telling me about
How you got this
Scar
On your hand –
A cigarette burn,
A small thing,
A small thing

I buried it with kisses.

The record had grown
Silent.

But

We kept on humming.

“Please, don’t wake me, no, don’t shake me
Leave me where I am, I’m only sleeping.”