Camping
#5 of Lyrics and writings.
A rather long poem.
We had passed the last town until we meet the border
We were both sharing the wheel
I stared blankly out the window at everything out of order
She had on the thing a grip of steel
We passed someone with a map, a lovely old chap
He gave us the directions that we need
And so we chugged along, on the radio was a song
That reminded me "This is quite a big deal"
We passed by a diner and I asked if she was hungry
we both stepped out and smiled
And walked together in silence to the ever glowing diner
But just then, it felt like solitary confinement
She was so close but yet so far away
How could I ever let her know?
I ordered the food and sat down in a mood
And she never noticed a thing
She sat and began to lean over her smartphone screen
Texting and giggling at some joke
"On second thoughts" I think as I wait for the meal
"I'd rather like to meet this bloke."
I cough and she looks up, all uncertainty
"Are you okay, is there something in your throat?"
I say that I'm fine but inside I'm lying
I'm sinking like a punctured rowing boat
Later after supper we find a hotel
Run by two rather eccentric brothers
they gave us our keys and wished us well
And we went up, one floor to another
We eventually found our room, number two eighteen
The lights were on and the bed was made
We pulled the curtains across and we thought the same thing
Perhaps just in different ways
"Wait" I exclaim as I rack my brain
trying to find a way to escape
"I'm not really in the mood, it must have been the food"
And she lays back away from me
With tears in her eyes no longer is her smile
Tracing lust across her lips
Now there is a flat line of anger and confusion
And me wondering how to get out of this
"I'm not who you want, I know who you need
Please stop using me.
I know who he is and I know where you stand
As soon as we passed cassino grande"
I walk straight out with the ghost of a smile
Flickering across me as I'm dying
I walk well over more than a few miles
Back to where I first lost my mind.