sympathetic, but swift
she blew out
the candle I lit
for her
sympathetic,
but swift
now she’s
being romanced
talking like
her and him
are the first
lovers the
world has ever
known
or have
ascended
to a plain
that’s hasn’t been
touched
since
burton and taylor
I wait for it
to end
lit match hovering
over wick and wax
fingers getting
burnt
************
I worked for a while
in a convenience store
near a high school
everyday they’d come in
aged around 14-16 years
painted faces, short skirts, high heels
and then on the weekends
as I drank and smoked
in my favourite night spot
I’d see the same girls
illegally enjoy the night
hanging together in
a tight group
shy and apprehensive
in such an adult environment
painted up and wearing
shorter skirts, higher heels
their slender frames
silhouetted by the various
coloured lights sweeping
the dance floor
the guys would move in
picking off the girls
in the group one by one
their loss of innocence
sealed in a car park
or a back seat
or knees grazed
on broken concrete
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BIO: James D Quinton is a British fiction and poetry writer and is managing editor of Open Wide Magazine. Recent accepted poetry has appeared in Zygote in My Coffee, Blacklisted Magazine, Chiron Review, Dead Snakes, The Fox Chase Review and Spudgun Magazine. His second novel ‘The Victorian Time Traveller’ is gaining positive reviews. It is available on Amazon.
http://www.jamesdquinton.co.uk
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