May 2012
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The Egyptians Had It Right
Your hand reels in rain
as my hand reaches for it.
I dreamt my mouth a basin
to catch all that wayward water.
My palms have become museums
of melancholy. Statues of solitude
line the hallways and nobody stops by.
I don’t like holding hands anymore.
Letting go requires a wanting of loss.
The sky opens and closes the mouths
of mammals that wander beneath her.
When they die, their eyes...
graveyard plots
I carve a cave in the hollow
behind your kneecap. I stay there
whenever I feel scared.
Your body is the graveyard plot
my body would look forward to
resting in. When we look at the sky
together, you tell me that the grass
beneath our backs is holding us
at the same time. This makes my
face hurt as I smile at the air above.
The scent of a storm frenzies my heart
like an animal caught...
The Prophethood of Motherhood
I scream at my mother on the phone;
I miss her so much that it hurts.
I never tell her this, but she knows.
She is a prophet I will always believe in.
There are so many pedestals I would place her on,
but her feet would begin to ache from standing for so long.
My gratitude is as expansive as my grief; I curse my heart
for every sea of silence that my chest convulses with.
You won’t...
I Watch Too Many Crime Shows (An Explanation for...
These days, I watch so much tv that my head starts to ache.
Crime shows are my favorite shows until the people inside the
screen begin to show up in my dreams. I wake up and cannot
fall back to sleep. It is 6 in the morning. The birds have been
awake for an hour at least. My head hurts. My neck is sore.
I slept wrong. I want to see the sun rising, but I’m too tired to move.
There are...
so much joy it hurts: “Fuck Words” by Bob Hicock →
kathleenjoy:
to and fro Greg Sherl As far as having intercourse with words, no thank you. They have sharp edges, many of them, and carry grudges and knives. I long ago left feral, who is wild and stalking me, I fear noise is all we’re making, but here I go, grinding the gears, the coffee, my teeth. Were…