Girls I Have Met at Parties

by Lucas Miller

The quick gesture and lightening conversation
Of agreeing on every point
Competing stories
Attempting always to reach
The same conclusions
Your eyes the glisten in this
Dim light
Compliments, so drab, they
Ring unsung in my own ears.
Listening so hard
I missed that last thing you said.
Oh yes, the name
Does sound familiar only
I have lost the face.
Lost all faces for the moment
Only some semblance
That flicker of a smile
No, I really must be going.
Thank you, you are so kind.
Yes, again, sometime soon.
And off now
To sleepless dreams, endless night

The stars in the sky, hazy, warm
Heat radiating flashes
No storms coming now.
They are here, and have been
And will continue.

Published in the 2009 issue of the Lee Review.