to take a box/ spare bitter parts, really/ seen only by weak-eyed women in Thailand/ small bits of fiber and soil kept out back by a thin rubber wall and holding even spirits out/
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the salty green olive pits to suck
even
she'dgiven it up by then
and when I sat at her feet
crosslegged loosening my dress
the stars sweating over us
fine, red hairs goosing up her legs
Sunday, December 2, 2007
since i was 19 and disappointed and lost i've made lists/ lists/ with vows to change/ to become more/ to remember what i was/ to reach a dream
today do i list: small orange goldfish crushing underfoot, cigarette fumes, stale refrigerator air, rosebud stone, black tip reef shark, iron jaw chewing
do i list: lost books, stolen panties, fucking under the stairs with gym socks stuffed in her mother's bras/ the taste of varnish under my tongue
whole years spent eating t.v.
today do i list: small orange goldfish crushing underfoot, cigarette fumes, stale refrigerator air, rosebud stone, black tip reef shark, iron jaw chewing
do i list: lost books, stolen panties, fucking under the stairs with gym socks stuffed in her mother's bras/ the taste of varnish under my tongue
whole years spent eating t.v.
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