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The ancient yogis said the universe
blinks on and off, and many of today’s
quantum physicists believe the same.
A neon sign blinked
outside the hotel window, rundown,
downtown LA, Rolling Stones
our background music,
while my boyfriend and I,
abysses of inexperience,
managed to have sex;
blinking neon, on and off,
much as the universe,
from being into void and back,
each blink a chance to
change and change again, so
how did Mick already know
that we would get no satisfaction:
paying for the hotel room
meant I would pay and pay,
talk of other women
manifested as affairs,
I would stay,
darkness would descend
and cloud his mind,
and all felt like the pull of gravity,
of fate, inevitable, forcing
us down the only path we saw
while outside the window
blinked the universe,
birthing other universes
with each blink?
A Life in Poems 
This is superbly realised with the right tone, emphasis, thesis and expression; how much do i envy ‘abysses of inexperience’? Envy it hugely.
One of your very best, Willow.
Wow, John, thanks, you know how to turn a girl’s head 🙂 You really pay the best compliments! Your support and encouragement helps to keep me writing.
What a poignant piece, Willow! I agree with John, “abysses of inexperience”–that’s a wowie zowie phrase right there, such an on-target way of portraying what inexperience ends up being. It makes me think how I want to throw mattresses down at the bottom of my children’s abysses of inexperience; in case they fall all the way to the bottom, they’ll have a softer landing! I also really appreciated the honesty of the piece, and how the blinking neon sign gave a sense of continuity to the piece…and some powerful imagery–hotel room, Mick Jagger, blinking red light, city, universe. Very nice piece Willow, way to go!
I love the mattresses you want to throw down for your children! Thank you so much for your comments–it’s wonderful to put something out on here and get back such nice feedback. I hugely appreciate that you take the time to read and comment here, Lorien.
Truly one of your best, Willow. I am such a fan of your work – you always move me.
Thanks, Kate–I do try to move whoever might be reading one of my poems–that’s always my hope when I write, so it’s great to hear that you feel that way.
Saw your blog recommended on Kate Loveton’s twitter. So glad she did, I’m hooked on your writing!
Hi, so glad you liked my poem! I just visited your blog and left you a comment–nice to meet you!
The ending is tip of the iceberg really 🙂
‘while outside the window
blinked the universe,
birthing other universes
with each blink?’
Profoundly philosophical…
I’m fascinated with the idea that our every choice brings a new universe into being, as do the options we decided against–mind-boggling!