September 2010
2 posts
liquor store lover
leave the air conditioner on
taunt your lover, who moves in holograms
and out the door
there is a street with you on it
the trees are quiet, move with contentment
something is advancing over the horizon line
digital girls whisper from corners
comfort sets in slow and golden
they sidle up the sides of old lighters
when you say you’re trying to quit
tunnels recede and intercede in lives...
pineapple day
dug this day out with a pocketknife,
stuck it to the wall with glue.
wait around until the walls collapse.
same blue sky, different windows.
i am repeating myself again.
every day is an answer without a question.
when the walls are gone, this day
i put it in the water.
let it wriggle free and loose, away from me.
some sweet acid in the loss of feeling.
i chew on fruit and keep my mouth...
