Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Here


Here

The people here are
     aural flare guns.
entertainting, To each Other: 
Elidists. Or Forwardly 
Intellectuals. Or Normals. Or
   

In their mouths are
   sticks and stones brea
king me with colored silence

                                     someone 
must
                                     charge 
rent for a
                               sit in Quiet

Someone Quiet…

hey you there-

En
ter your taint [of
love] in me so
I can write more poems

, Radiant cheeks that hide shy
from my
drunken
semi-
biserious eye


Thursday, August 19, 2010

Things we gotta do

ice skating, boating, rowing, fishin (while kissin), start a garden

be good cooks

pasta cooks, blueberry muffin chefs (and we'll prefer to be called chefs rather than bakers)

kiss in warm rain

try on wigs, walk down the street with them- dance off! (dressed in costumes so no body will recognize us)

handcuffed together for a day