an abandoned satellite (poemoff 14)

an abandoned satellite (poemoff 14)

two bikinitoppedgirls
wet from water
get out of the lake.
they walk towards me
but not on purpose--
going to their cars
or their homes--
whatever.
i leave an aircushion around them
as i pass to stop me
from gravitating into their orbit.
when those girls are only giggles
behind me, i can
enjoy the waves in the water.



The title of this poem comes from "THE (A/E)ND" by Zack.