By: Aaron Phillip Ruiz – MetroEast NEWS
It’s like everything has been covered with a thin glycerin
Slippery and vigilance is necessary. It coats,
And when she turns catching in the right light, this woman you married
It is a silver lining, the moon
Catching on the hair of her body, she glows
A hot promise of fore-head wrinkles, and a scent of Old Spice like your father wore
And the Beryl cream of his father, and a hundred fathers before him.
A scented slime to rub through your hair, and a tie to wear, and a pile of pornography you don’t really like
But rub your genitals to because one day you’ll grow to like it.
And you’ll marry one of them one day. These wives,
And you’ll fill a church pew full of children. And there will be football on the television.
And a thanksgiving dinner.
And when she turns, this woman, a slow circle the length of your entire life, you marry her,
And in the gleam, for a second, you see yourself happily. One day, if you can keep your constant focus,
Yet so much like a leaf on the face of a pond, you float, light, suspended in the quiet emptiness of air.
Slippery and vigilance is necessary. It coats,
And when she turns catching in the right light, this woman you married
It is a silver lining, the moon
Catching on the hair of her body, she glows
A hot promise of fore-head wrinkles, and a scent of Old Spice like your father wore
And the Beryl cream of his father, and a hundred fathers before him.
A scented slime to rub through your hair, and a tie to wear, and a pile of pornography you don’t really like
But rub your genitals to because one day you’ll grow to like it.
And you’ll marry one of them one day. These wives,
And you’ll fill a church pew full of children. And there will be football on the television.
And a thanksgiving dinner.
And when she turns, this woman, a slow circle the length of your entire life, you marry her,
And in the gleam, for a second, you see yourself happily. One day, if you can keep your constant focus,
Yet so much like a leaf on the face of a pond, you float, light, suspended in the quiet emptiness of air.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Ruiz is a resident of Swansea, Illinois and has attended Southwestern Illinois College in Belleville. Aaron has also served as the Co-Editor of the McKendree Montage at McKendree University in Lebanon, IL. Look for his first articles in the coming weeks and in our March issue.
