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Niki and I agreed that it wasn’t a burden at all being partly divine.
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The moon hung in the sky, round and pale, under cover of some wispy clouds.
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5:57, and sunlight insinuates itself under my eyelids. today I wake up to the noise of time slowing to a mere trickle. today I wake up and I can't remember where I am or what your name was. I feel you fading into nothing but a…
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Momma’s hands smell of vanilla.
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she thinks she looks good in her short red dress, black makeup around her eyes, last night's lipstick a slap of crimson on her cheek.
"like this," she says, holding the hammer above her head.
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when I said good morning I meant
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We could kiss under the elder tree, even though it was forbidden, even though we were drowned by the noise of the river and nothing we said was right
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I am getting twisted like a cruller into the mess I have made of this morning and I am stretching the meaning of morning to way past its boundaries.
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When I wake, I wonderwhat leaves the smile haunting my lips.There is only a ghostly remnant of your eyes, your touch, your kiss. Now I long for the Sea of Dreams,but my body is here imprisoned.Awake, I cannot reach you.The ship has departed; the tides have…
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Sunday Night She wasn't hungry, hadn't eaten for days, wouldn't even touch the food I took time off my fuckin' schedule to bring her myself. I walked through puddles of dirt and dog shit, I did. By the time she opened the door after four knocks, I was drenched,…
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Monday MorningI wake slowly. My breath still escapes me. He's asleep on the sofa, legs hanging, hand hanging, lips hanging, a river of saliva somewhere. He tries to be the one that's okay when I'm not, but really he's just as bloody as I am. I wait til he starts to…
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Hail the yellow cab the yellow one will do just fine as second condiment to the sun
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Outside cool fresh morning tiny fingers
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A dirtied light falls through/
the grimed windowpanes.
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We mourn/
in perpetuity and are inured
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