the sounds of children
floating through windows sharp, quick,
loud aggressive love
The words so
beautifully put together were gone
before I said them.
Thinking that so much
of my life is dictated
by that girl, the moon.
I love reading. I
hate vacuuming. That is all
for today. Thank you.
"I wanna see it
when you find out what comets, stars, and
moons are all about."
-Built To Spill
She said I smelled like
happiness and that just
made me happier.
I looked and then looked
again and suddenly my
hands looked very old.
Inspiration, like
a coy, shy child hides from me. Don't
worry, I'll find her.
He played the Jazz Suite
on his violin, not well.
It made my heart swell.
The colors speak to
me of spring, the baby sleeps,
the fan whirs it's song.
You'll never know the
depths of my heart for those depths
surprise even me.
If only looks could
kill. You'd be totally dead right
now, mother fucker.
I remember Spain
and Marfa, the heat and who
we were way back then.
I'm watching my soap.
If I had bon bons right now
I'd be eating them.
"You should have been good
to me. Then I wouldn't get
so rowdy, rowdy!"
-M.I.A.
"You don't need money,
don't take fame.
Don't need no credit
card to ride this train."
-Huey Lewis
You haven't gone yet,
but when you do I will miss
you so very much.
The moon looked so
pretty sitting behind those clouds
waiting for the wolves.
Like a flower trapped
in the attic I lean to
the light that seeps through.
I've questioned my place
in society, but not
my place in this world.
You learned to walk by
leaning against me.Thank you.
Thank you so very much.
I feel like I've taken
this road before. Back then the
view was different.
I want to make love
to you while Huey Lewis
plays on the radio.
The guy with white shoes
kept looking at the girl with
the short white blouse on.
I want to be with you
the way we were before
we had our children.
The train whistle blows
at night. It sounds different than
it does at day break.
He said his life was
art. He did everything like
it meant something big.
Tiny bubbles
bubbled out of her. She squealed and
sucked on her fingers.
The air was cold,
quiet in the early morning.
The streets were alone.
I remember that
cafe in Spain, so airy
and golden, my love.
His loss made me sad
and also so thankful for
the loves that I had.
The one girl I can
get to smile. The other is
even harder still.
Attempt to make the
unbearable bearable.
That's all we can do.
I eat leaves and walk
among trees that've lived a
thousand years before me.
I know him so well,
but what I don't know is what
really excites me.
She cries out at night.
I want to save her. I'm
nothing to her demons.
The feeling washed
over me that I was in love,
had been the whole time.
I think, everything
magical must've come
together to make her.
What if we don't rise
up, but instead descend from
the stars to the earth?
"She said, 'Kick out your
motor and drive while you're still
alive. Kick it out!'"
-Heart
She grew up today.
Before my eyes. And while I was
angry with her.
The tulips leaned to
the sun, stretched their stems, like they
couldn't get enough.
Life is too short to
live in fear. It's far too long,
too, for that matter.
I just sat there and
held her while she slept for a
half hour, maybe more.
Lots of tears today.
But, no worries. It's just
a new moon, that's all.
Oh, hey crow, didn't
mean to get in the way of your
take-out. Carry on.
Today everything
is making me nostalgic
for something else. Sigh.
There was the thing so
beautiful it made me sad and
I cried for awhile.
He said he was
perfectly content before he was born;
death was the same.
He was with me all
night and I reached over to
see if he was real.
I love her so much you
will have no choice, but to
love her like I do.
We only have what's
right in front of us. That's all
we know and that's rad.
The sky was so dark,
but the clouds were so bright I
could see them at night.
It was grey, cold and
I could smell mold. Like what
David Lynch might've wrote.
I couldn't make my
phone work. I walked the block and
thought of a poem.
The man in the book
died and careless of the crowd
I cried for his loves.
She licked my face and
then pulled my hair right before
she latched on my breast.
It's true. I'm an easy
lover. I'll break your heart,
but you won't feel it.
Barkeep: gin, soda.
Now that you know me, I'll
have that every time.
As I looked at that
mother and child I saw every
mother and child.
I'm not a poet.
Just a simple girl who likes
to look at her world.
He had a classic
car and really liked drinking
cold beers on the porch.
When the animals
start acting strange you can always
look to the moon.
I can't say how it
tasted, smelled but I remember
loving that day.
It was hot. The air
dry. The windows open. The
sky's stars dark and clear.
This same time each year
I wait and wait and wait for my
husband to trick me.
