Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Saturday Fun

I can sit
With you
The Platinum stream under a Golden sun

All morning
I can walk
With you
Through meadows
Constantly counting
Toe rings of
Sparkling emerald grass

I can pass
The afternoun hours
With you
Eating my candy kisses and caramel popcorn and
Placing your hand on my thigh
At the movie about
Melancholy love
I can cry

Saturday night
As reality becomes invisible
By inches and miles of fantasy
Dance on your lap
I can see through closed eyes

Tuesday, September 23, 2008


I couldn't go to school.

I had heartburn and heartache.

I'd over-ate and over-loved.

I couldn't learn.

Monday, September 15, 2008


with crossed legs
a between-beats heart and cloudy eyes
will watch
coming and going

Monday, September 1, 2008

Party Girl

Pretty drunk girl
with the dancing feet
is on the floor with gazelles
graceful and free

Pretty drunk girl
with the singing heart
is in the corner
with strangled cello voices and piano c(h)ords
barely breathing a part

Pretty drunk girl
with the stuffed-looking lips
is against the wall
a flower
in a pale thin slip

Pretty drunk girl
with the famished ears
is rising from a chair
transporting through
still air

Pretty drunk girl
with the frozen eyes
is in the skies
with powdered blue doves
and hushed cries

The pretty drunk girl
with the frozen eyes
lived to party
loved to die.