Distinguishable Forest

9/19/2009

Trees with red flowers
Trees with red flowers
Winding road to Heaven ending on a degree: leaned back
Your stomach churns musty thought
It’s all out on the table where you left it.
My flesh sinks deeper into oppression.
Bladed caressing finger
Outlined you
Exposed rib cage and flattened breasts
There is a picture of us on my cell phone I look at a lot.
Signatured? Myself into digital memory slavery.
I am chipping away at your gray matter.
Together be always will we
Extending the lease to the back of the house.

9/20/2009

Come on you Chupacabras!
Being chased by a state cop
you losers
Open T-top
you freaks.
Anyone can shoot the freak
In the pickle, pickle
heHAheheHaHahehahaHe
you losers

On the silent Cay
Splitting wires, building a raft for fifteen years.
When the cereals gone
When the porn loads
When I just shaved
When I caught a fish
When the balls roll down the maze connecting the ligaments
Steroid muscles
Pin ball on the MTA.
for the lack of a better ball point

soul

A cup always being sipped on

A mystery novel on its first page

Unsure of being tired, thinking about mystery, and preparing for the worst with no intent of remembering how to begin. Wanting to jump over the moon and dig your feet in the sand. The classiest dress on the most casual woman.

I wished for you, while looking into the low sky with many staring stars, becoming brighter.

I wished that you and I would always be happy. (including everything I couldn’t think of)

The wish I wished: “I wish that we will be okay.”

Simple and fitting. Unlike the purple dress.

A soul so hardly seen fully.

Soul of a constant, wealthy love. Unable to see her own affection.