It was after 10:30 at night. I was surrounded by towers of nondescript apartment complexes over 20 stories high, though the middle courtyard was graced with beautiful trees hiding maze-like ... [+]
Wooded, wooden and magnolia sheltered. Panel lined to be specific.
Breezeless evening. Sticky, warm and screened.
Tightly angled knees/elbows thrown around the room. Hazy t.v. Some show. A puffed 80's sofa, velour smooth and richly auburned brown. As are you. Cheeks black freckled. Smoke polished eyes reflecting the passage. Blue flannel over white undershirt in this southern circle. Familiar gold tooth guiding seekers to their north star. And your smell. A mood mixture of chewed cigars outside mason sand aftershave pine oil red clay.
Wish - a perfumer would.
You are here. Briar rabbit slow. Hanging out and checking-in. On us.
Mouth a satisfied shelled pea. Sweet tea. Gas station chair.
Peace, in a back pocket.