Maybe the Country

When I walk past, I realize I’ve walked

much too close to him, he could graze me

as casually as he samples the bars

this city has to offer-much too close

to my apartment. and im alone

it’s a mean, dark parking lot

my eyes scan a muscle bound chest

i’ve miscalculated the situation

my heart is pulsing into my neck

my jaw tightens-and i think

if i was a different woman

my heartbeat might quicken

for different reasons

but i find the nightlife

terrifying

I think, again

about moving

which moves could

i make to get past

this person

and how much

safer would i feel

elsewhere

2 thoughts on “Maybe the Country

    1. Yes-I often feel like moving places would be a solution, but after years of moving around, i know that you’re right

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