Tuesday, November 8, 2011

"Girl in the FX" By Ralph Corleone

I was in my stalker mode when I wrote this at 6:30 in the morning on the way to class. Hey, it's not like I actually knew that Engineering girl that I was writing about. I just felt like trying to be sympathetic or something close to that.


“Girl in the FX”

There you are, in the FX
sleeping, 6:40 in the morning
A girl from Engineering
your hair waving by the air conditioner,
Here I am in the confines of my car
looking at you, from a distance
A guy from Arts and Letters
used to the background,
You seem so close
sleeping near the window
The FX makes you shake
yet you remain unstirred
With no one to lean on,
you’re still in light slumber
but here I am, so far away
looking at you, from a distance
Perhaps I want to be the shoulder you can lean on
Perhaps I just thought you’re cute
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps
What am I saying?
And now the time has come to say goodbye
I notice you’re awake, finally
Stirred by the sudden pothole in the road
My car overtakes the FX
Your face fading away among the crowd of passengers
Never will I see you again
Perhaps I wanted to be the shoulder you can lean on
Just for that moment, as I was
looking at you, from a distance