he
smiled
big
with
his
two
missing
teeth
and
then
slowly
brushed
back
his
hair

oh
the
crying
game
and
how
I
love
to
play
those
games
where
I'm
crying

I
said
sweet
things
to
him
that
I
had
rehearsed
in
my
head
beforehand

I'm
surprised
when
the
winter
flowers
come
up
and
they
come
up
every
year

drums
keep
poundin
a
rhythm
to
the
brain
she
said
I
got
you
babe
he
said

I
keep
the
voicemail
from
you
and
my
poem
you
wrote
on
forever

just
some
land
with
flowers
and
some
trees
on
it
somewhere
in
the
world

I
sat
by
the
pond
and
wrote
a
poem
about
the
beautiful
day

I
listen
I
watch
I
feel
I
ponder
and
then
I
write
about
it

I
should've
had
the
coffee
to
go
'cause
I
got
stuck
behind
the
train

he
said
the
sky
looks
really
pretty
and
it
did
look
really
pretty

gulls
pecked
at
the
school
yard
a
dog
barked
into
the
street
an
old
man
slept

I 

was 

a 

'55 

chevy 

a 

desert 

highway 

a 

billowing 

skirt

I
saw
some
flowers
pushing
up
from
the
ground
and
knew
that
spring
was
close

and
then
I
had
fallen
from
my
high
tower
crushed
and
full
of
tears

it's
like
driving
with
the
windows
down
on
a
hot
sunny
summer
day

it's
that
time
of
day
where
I
draw
the
curtains
and
close
all
the
blinds

as
I
read
her
stories
I
kept
looking
back
at
the
photograph
of
her

how
soon
we
forget
oh
how
soon
we
forget
I
thought
oh
I
thought

you
wouldn't
know
how
I
feel
unless
you'd
heard
roy
sing
blue
bayou

cool
and
sunny
the
mountain
snowy
the
rainbows
came
after
the
rains

I
buy
the
bottle
of
wine
because
there's
wild
horses
on
the
label

I
feel
kinda
depressed
today
so
I'm
imagining
your
kiss

the
pond
where
the
mallards
live
the
rook
that
preens
his
feathers
in
the
rain

that's
the
thing
about
life
and
death
i
said
it
just
keeps
on
happening

baby
I
love
rock
and
roll
so
come
and
take
your
time
and
dance
with
me

- joan jett & the blackhearts

while
the
day
goes
to
sleep
there's
emoji
kisses
from
my
phone
to
yours

the
great
river
gave
itself
to
the
sea
and
the
clouds
watched
with
the
sky

how
I
want
you
to
touch
me
in
the
late
morning
early
afternoon

I've
got
drunk
on
your
voice
in
the
doorway
I
was
sure
you'd
come
back

-anna akhmatova

I
held
the
book
carefully
and
with
great
care
it
was
a
treasure

it's
again
ava
gene's
the
panna
cotta
with
the
pine
cone
syrup

whenever
I
eat
clams
I
think
of
alice
in
wonderland
I
do

I
like
my
eyes
in
that
picture
because
those
eyes
were
looking
at
you

ten
years
ago
I
found
myself
in
reno
marrying
my
best
friend

the
poem
was
about
her
but
I
was
certain
she
wrote
it
for
me

I
wanted
to
fall
into
the
photo
I
cried
because
I
couldn't

the
little
brown
birds
pecking
for
bugs
in
the
mossy
grass
in
the
rain

the
way
she
says
you're
my
one
true
love
one
true
love
makes
me
believe
her

we
played
vinyl
while
he
lay
there
dying
because
it
would
make
him
smile

they
are
leaning
out
for
love
and
they
will
lean
that
way
forever

- leonard cohen

he
never
read
the
paper
it
was
only
good
for
starting
the
fire

tell
me
all
your
fears
dear
and
let
me
kiss
each
and
every
one
of
them

give
me
your
melancholy
so
I
can
destroy
it
with
my
hot
love

I
rarely
notice
the
city's
lights
but
today
I
totally
noticed

I
want
to
protect
you
let
me
I've
always
wanted
to
be
your
mother

I'm
stepping
through
the
door
and
I'm
floating
in
a
most
peculiar
way

- david bowie

his
words
let
the
children
use
it
let
all
the
children
boogie
so
right

you
could
look
into
my
eyes
under
the
moonlight
this
serious
moonlight

-david bowie

when
he
referred
to
her
as
his
wife
she
looked
into
his
eyes
so
nice

i
ain't
no
goddamn
son
of
a
bitch
you
better
think
about
it
baby

-misfits

I
could
listen
to
her
voice
all
day
and
listen
to
her
voice
again

granny
adjusted
her
wig
I
had
never
seen
her
do
that
before

she
said
I
can
explain
sex
in
a
minute
but
death
I
can't
explain

come
to
my
reading
tonight
I'll
say
the
things
I
wrote
real
sweet

the
man
stood
looking
at
the
photo
of
the
banana
for
a
long
time

the
sky
was
all
white
with
a
little
bit
of
orange
like
after
it
snows

we
made
love
in
our
snow
house
in
the
dark
with
our
tongues
and
our
legs

I
felt
mad
with
passion
the
orchestra
buried
itself
in
my
chest

the
music
made
me
drunk
mad
with
passion
I
dug
my
nails
in
my
palms

crystal
gayle's
sweet
voice
and
these
cold
windy
winter
nights
by
the
fireplace

we
meet
and
recite
poetry
it's
very
dead
poet's
society

baby
it's
cold
outside
none
of
the
animals
are
leaving
their
nests

the
flames
of
the
fire
look
so
good
hugging
the
side
of
the
log
like
that

you
can
play
with
the
queen
of
hearts
break
her
even
but
I'm
the
queen
of
spades

she
sang
I
can
hardly
wait
and
I
really
couldn't
hardly
wait

it's
that
one
poem
I
love
so
much
but
that
I
worded
all
wrong

I'll
be
the
stenographer
in
your
hammet
novel
you'll
be
the
dick

I
was
having
the
most
beautiful
dream
of
you
then
the
girls
woke
me
up

I
like
his
hand
on
my
cheek
and
his
arm
around
the
small
of
my
back

my
hero
met
death
I
had
forgotten
he
was
just
a
man
just
a
man

as
a
child
when
playing
star
wars
i
was
always
han
solo
always

I
feel
so
good
I
feel
so
fine
you
make
me
love
this
beautiful
life

he
had
the
beatles
playing
I
was
thinking
of
the
anchovy
olives

the
solstice
and
its
moon
lyrics
sung
by
the
ronettes
goodnight
my
sweet

it
was
the
longest
darkest
wettest
day
tomorrow's
winter
solstice

dreams
of
last
night's
party
and
everyone's
taking
stills
of
the
shadows

it
was
raining
and
sunny
kinda
like
how
i
cry
when
i'm
happy

he
said
oh
i
love
this
song
turned
the
radio
up
and
tapped
his
leg

I
wanna
marry
you
again
I
wanna
marry
you
forever

when
she
said
she's
got
feathers
in
her
hair
she
gets
down
to
beat
poetry

santa
baby
all
i
want
for
christmas
is
you
little
drummer
boy

granny
said
she'd
pray
for
me
and
she's
the
only
one
I'd
let
do
that

'twas
another
cold
dark
autumn
morning
the
kind
that
becomes
winter

his
headlights
in
the
darkened
autumn
window
inauspicious
and
bright

love's
a
hand
me
down
brew
i'll
never
know
a
sunday
in
this
weekday
room

- peggy lee

i
saw
his
face
and
my
pussy
wetted
warmed
and
i
ached
to
touch
it

raindrops
in
my
tea
the
fire
was
inviting
my
husband
gave
me
his
kiss

the
cats
howled
at
each
other
their
ears
bent
the
rain
pouring
down
the
moon

he
came
up
behind
me
with
breath
and
held
my
hair
with
both
of
his
hands

maybe
I
need
your
loving
maybe
I'm
nothing
without
your
loving

they
think
i'm
something
but
i
know
i'm
nothing
and
it's
ok
with
me

crazy
rains
came
from
what
I
figured
was
the
anger
of
a
goddess

he
said
sophistication
is
knowing
how
to
be
fluid
like
water

I
walked
in
the
rain
I
didn't
want
to
but
when
I
did
I
felt
better

the
song
is
about
the
sky
and
how
my
heart
sings
when
I
see
you

the
wedding
portrait
hangs
in
front
of
the
white
curtains
the
kitchen
windows

the
river
looked
so
pretty
from
where
I
was
sitting
in
my
parked
car

the
universe
is
talking
to
me
again
give
us
a
minute
will
you

not 

unlike 

her 

rose 

garden 

the 

madam 

and 

her 

brothel 

were 

well 

kept