Saturday
I can sit
With you
Alongside
The Platinum stream under a Golden sun
All morning
I can walk
With you
Through meadows
Constantly counting
Toe rings of
Sparkling emerald grass
One
By
One
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 30, 2008
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
Note
I couldn't go to school.
I had heartburn and heartache.
I'd over-ate and over-loved.
I couldn't learn.
I had heartburn and heartache.
I'd over-ate and over-loved.
I couldn't learn.
Wednesday, September 17, 2008
Monday, September 15, 2008
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
and
loved to die.
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
and
loved to die.
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