Impression.

Consider Me on Your Sleep Schedule

As she walks, he suspects:

“She might be the type who hunts for eggs with a mallet”

Each tempestuous step impressed,

Peace peppered with a threat.

In a sense the senselessness,

This man-woman drama,

Seemed justified.

But what surprised him,

Aside the urge

To take her hand, and place it on his chest.

Was the speed with which her spaghetti straps

And self-possession,

Ensnared him.

It was a mirage

Of orgasms,

Of arguments,

And compromises to come.

-Zach Comfort