Sunday, January 22, 2012

i will, i will

laura sat at a table. it was a circle. leo, too, had a round face, blank and eager and pure and after she dipped her bread in red wine he knew and leaned over. listen, he said, if i told you we would have children, and we will, and they have children, and they wlil, and the grandson on your birthday and his kisses a sepia face, a third eye, and the contact was like a dream that germinated flowers erupting in the living room we shared for fifty years, would you love me now? will you believe?

Saturday, January 21, 2012

long rectangles

i love you. the back of your earlobes are furry like kissing eyelashes. and smirks feed shooting stars for weeks.

the tempo of hip bones have chosen send vibrations through linoleum where roots once thought to grow.

i love you like i love the city's seasons, with tender necessitation. hibernation backed with free back shrieking, walks behind sultry mosquito bites and the motley turn.

for your affection, i alchemy my my's and we's and your's into fine diamonds and precious alloy tourniquets, i find ribbons in thin airs and daisy chain your hair with silver well wishes.

Friday, January 20, 2012

do you have any

i can moisturize
you can moisturize
we can all
make our bodies
suck up nine
dollar bottles

Thursday, January 19, 2012

sdsb

stranger / delayed
strange / betrayal

Wednesday, January 18, 2012

you ask me

how the weather is here.
and i cannot say from
my electric blanket
where we both would
be nice and terrible
and i know
that's what you're
getting at

Tuesday, January 17, 2012

he held her head in his hands
91, i had her arm
age had clawed fingers into
soft little fists
that didn't know
why they were

Monday, January 16, 2012

drives lay blithed
sinused, knived

Sunday, January 15, 2012

A LONG GREY NOTHING HUGGING

Saturday, January 14, 2012

should i skip
today
it would be an
injustice
to the
skin and ribbon feeling shaking
between the between my fingers
it would slip through
the net of memory

for the sake of ecstasy
back rubbed sharpie tat
i cannot allow

Thursday, January 12, 2012

the low round ho hum you master

when i read
rommel drives on deep into egypt
it is your voice reading it

the low round ho hum you master
makes braudigan sparkle
and i understand -

- this is the only way
to share sun rises
and bus rides
now

Wednesday, January 11, 2012

correctly whelmed

did you hear it?
i am almost certain
when she slid
her round pink ten
to a tight white sheet
no sighs overwhelmed
a quiet cotton crinkle

Tuesday, January 10, 2012

inclusive recluse
what's the use
subdued confusion
is the noose

Monday, January 9, 2012

shake and shake

my best intentions
are a rope on the floor

i shake and shake
self-similar smaller
smaller dreams

until the body
smooths still

Saturday, January 7, 2012

ma lisc 365 her

there is something to be said
for one hundred hour miles
well alive in a metal beaming
older than i am

Thursday, January 5, 2012

ze mistress h8z gender pronouns

makes eyes out of not eyes
can balance tears on tongue tips
and is almost prepared for
ex why ze

Monday, January 2, 2012

every other heads turning

if you wonder
if i wonder
if i still think about -
i still think about.

a bout of think of

every breath is you
breathing every other
every other heads -
turning turned.