Saturday, May 5, 2012
Communication
She purposely did not wear panties
stood above his head to pretend-adjust
the lights above.
He looked up
and wondered if he'd remembered
to turn out the lights at his house,
knowing from her smile
that he would sleep and wake
beside her again.
Friday, May 4, 2012
Hymn
Outside the window,
hymns filled the church's halls,
flowed onto the sidewalks,
into the streets.
A boy lifted his head to follow the sound
to the church window then stared at the window beside it
the one with daffodils brightly drooping against the pane.
Inside
she is sitting in yesterday's petticoat
legs raw from running
from her heart being pressed to the rotating blade of his smile
she'd sworn off 2 seasons ago.
In the winter,
as thick blood rose to the skin's surface and froze,
she thought,
This is all right. This, it's really not so bad.
'Cept now, it is summer so
it begins to thaw, as the cut reopens, the past still thick and brooding
oozing onto the hard wooden floors.
2 Cents
I ate too much
drank too much
paid too much
stayed too long
waited too long
took too long
so I thought this time,
for you,
I might try to do it right.
Tool Kit
If you must know
I'm not waiting for anyone today
The lines I drew to my center
follows me
even as I sit to avoid the sun
there isn't anyone to talk to
I slept in the same sheets since the day he left,
his dirty socks still balled up in the corner of the room
in his drawer, a "Virginia is for Lovers" t-shirt,
a pair of boxers and some grey shorts.
Everyday he becomes a little less on the sheets
Yet as for me…
I don't try to fake resilience.
It is that time of the day again
to wear my clothes inside out
to take them off the right way
And surely
there is there is a cure for this madness
as there is the feigned undying to cure
the silence of being alone.
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