Wednesday, 10 February 2021

the big O

found here (Pinterest)

The Outside -

you sexy thing.

When can I feel your hands on the small of my back again?

When can your smile be the first thing I see in the morning, the next thing I kiss, upon leaving?

When will I swim through the easiness of daytime air 

and know exactly where I am going,

or better yet, get lost?

My Google Maps is as dry as my -

Outside, I am yearning for you,

2pm sun I am waiting for you. 

The sigh of autumn's breath so close and so warm as it was today.

Summer's tease.

I am horny for spring.

Oh great Outside, 

I see you only in my dreams, and this is sad.

When will you catch my hair 

and caress my soul?

Oh great Outside,

big O

gaping wound,

let me 

tend to you.


photos on my phone from the pre-Covid times.

(in order of appearance): 1. a night in glorious summer 2019, when hugging human. 2. approaching a beach in Arcachon, one of the best days of my life. 3. Moulin Rouge, Paris, after seeing Steve Lacy at La Cigale. 4. One of my first few days after officially moving to Bordeaux, taken on my cousin's polaroid.

do you miss the big O?
Zoe xo

P.S. I've been watching this scene from Stormy Weather (1943) pretty much everyday. I love it. I love it. Cab Calloway's energy, the musicians, the Nicholas Brothers. It is everything lol. Maybe it will brighten your day as much as it does mine.