it
was
a
bob
dylan
townes
van
zandt
kind
of
blues
a
tune
I
so
knew

I
want
you
birthday
boy
just
before
twilight
when
the
orange
and
pink
clouds

winter’s
hanging
on
by
his
claws
while
spring
she
moves
in
for
the
slow
kill

I
could
die
today
because
today
I
love
you
today
I’m
happy

fresh
princess
first
of
her
name
protector
of
all
that
is
kawaii

the
story’s
‘bout
a
woman
older
than
her
years
eyes
black
like
the
cat

still
so
still
while
everything
else
falls
slowly
slowly
all
around
me

we
dined
on
ideas
each
other
no
the
magic
was
not
lost
on
me

the
color
of
injustice
of
bleak
brooding
the
color
of
struggle

when
death
does
come
I’ll
lay
out
my
best
dress
put
the
kettle
on
for
tea

I
just
wanna
forget
all
my
troubles
and
look
like
padma
lakshmi

the
snow
fell
from
the
trees
the
letting
go
the
sun
came
out
holding
on

he’ll
come
home
from
a
long
hard
day
expecting
whiskey
and
some
lovin’

I
like
watching
joggers
in
the
snow
the
expectation
of
your
voice

all
this
waiting
and
staying
staying
and
waiting
but
oh
the
places
you’ll
go

red
red
wine
go
to
my
head
make
me
forget
that
I
still
need
her
so

- neil diamond

the
walking
blues
do
you
say
sweetcake
I’ve
been
there
friend
I
know
the
tune

past
is
on
line
one
he’s
left
several
messages
should
I
put
him
through

I
must
want
to
see
you
I
keep
dreaming
about
you
in
all
the
ways

I
listened
to
her
words
but
I
watched
his
eyes
they
said
a
lot
more
to
me

I
want
you
like
a
murderous
passion
comes
in
a
sudden
heat

I
want
a
fortress
to
keep
my
heart
in
a
box
to
hold
all
my
tears

a
dybbuk
an
alebrije
and
a
siren
walk
into
a
bar

a
collection
of
birds
at
my
window
eating
fresh
from
the
spring
bush

to
be
in
an
attic
or
far
away
from
myself
to
close
my
eyes

I’ve
been
pretending
all
winter
that
it’s
not
winter
still
pretending

I
held
the
book
for
a
long
while
ran
my
fingers
over
its
raised
text

she
kept
saying
this
is
not
the
end
but
we
don’t
actually
know
that

let’s
get
outta
here
and
go
make
out
is
what
I
wanted
to
tell
him

she
said
I
don’t
have
to
worry
about
things
I
wished
I
was
5

he
wouldn’t
stop
talking
he
liked
the
upstairs
because
it
was
quiet

sending
telepathic
pleas
for
kisses
lovers
in
a
dangerous
time

the
kitty
uses
my
little
green
cactus
to
scratch
her
furry
face

super
blue
blood
moon
got
me
all
so
super
bloody
blue
like
you
know

his
poems
are
like
snacks
snack
poems
like
the
cheetos
of
poetry

I
was
the
happiest
to
see
the
crocuses
blooming
so
happy

the
leaves
scattered
like
mice
in
front
of
me
it
wasn’t
me
who
scared
them

my
heart
soared
when
I
heard
his
keys
in
the
door
his
bag
hitting
the
floor

it’s
raining
she
said
like
we
hadn’t
talked
about
that
weather
before

I
like
watching
people
carrying
in
their
groceries
from
their
car

quietly
or
calmly
that’s
what
we’re
not
together
she
and
I

he
planted
an
apple
tree
but
the
apples
just
rotted
on
the
branches

I
told
the
waiter
to
shut
up
and
get
outta
town
he
only
smiled

she
saw
me
sitting
alone
in
that
big
chair
with
no
one
else
around

you
walked
my
dog
and
lost
it
she
wrote
in
a
poem
just
like
heartbreak

have
I
told
you
of
the
stepfather 
whom
pulled
a
gun
on
the
step-uncle

or
about
the
stepsister
that
ran
away
to
join
the
carnival

today
I
read
about
blue
glowworms
living
in
caves
in
new
zealand

she
said
with
pink
cheeks
I’m
so
glad
I
could
be
here
to
smell
all
of
you

I
know
it’s
not
much
but
it’s
the
best
I
can
do
my
gift
is
my
song

- elton john

the
columbia
river
taught
me
to
swim
the
tumbleweed
to
dream

where
is
my
florence
nightingale
my
madam
pomfrey
when
I
need
her

even
when
we’re
deathly
sick
he
kisses
my
neck
and
pats
my
bottom

I
was
michelle
the
waitress
she
was
juliet
lewis
the
actress

not
another
day
not
another
poem
don’t
make
me
do
it
please

I’d
let
him
take
care
of
me
make
the
decisions
but
that
ain’t
how
I
roll

blessed
art
thou
amongst
women
and
blessed
is
the
fruit
of
thy
womb

those
seeds
that
others
drop
I
pick
them
up
tend
to
them
and
watch
them
bloom

I
want
to
sleep
the
dark
away
dream
myself
out
of
this
long
winter

she’d
have
to
be
felled
in
due
course
but
who
would
be
the
one
to
do
it

his
voice
entered
the
room
and
my
heart
felt
like
it
was
finally
home

I
just
can’t
do
it
super
flu
got
me
too
sick
so
sorry
dear
friends

I
have
a
little
bit
of
love
today
not
a
lot
like
usual

she
watched
him
shaving
his
beard
quietly
he
worked
quietly
she
watched

the
sun
sang
for
old
man
2017
so
long
friend
happy
trails

daughter
I
grew
you
from
my
heart
I
love
you
I
love
you
I
love
you

I
thought
by
now
you’d
realize
there
ain’t
no
way
to
hide
your
lyin’
eyes

- eagles

please
can
you
teach
me
how
to
shape
shift
my
emotions
get
in
the
way

she
had
a
datsun
or
a
rabbit
I
can’t
remember
the
bell
tolls

I
feel
all
the
time
like
a
cat
on
a
hot
tin
roof
a
hot
tin
roof

the
night
is
long
and
dark
and
young
slick
daddy
we’ve
only
just
begun

first
snow
street
lamp
light
you
know
the
one
perfect
pure
blue
white
that
I
like

christmas
eve
is
for
crying
and
then
washing
your
face
in
the
snow
with

please
moon
moon
please
I
haven’t
been
myself
no
the
words
are
not
my
own

he
skipped
the
chuck
palahniuk
party
I
heard
ducks
laugh
at
the
solstice

the
trees
mossy
fingers
clasping
around
me
and
I
can’t
see
the
sun

the
moss
is
suffocating
me
the
grey’s
smothering
me
I
can’t
breathe

driving
into
the
snow
headfirst
that’s
the
way
I
go
into
the
snow

oh
he’s
right
here
next
to
me
please
santa
bring
my
baby
back
to
me

I
saw
a
dream
the
new
moon
insisted
on
it
I’ll
need
a
warm
blanket

we
laughed
at
our
bad
poems
and
vowed
that
we’d
write
them
until
we
died

I
poured
the
glass
two
thirds
way
up
thought
who
am
I
kidding
poured
some
more

I
need
that
back
that
look
I
just
gave
you
I
didn’t
mean
it
I
didn’t

arabian
angel
darkest
jewel
her
warm
heart’s
cold
to
the
touch

I
wrote
you
a
text
I
erased
then
wrote
you
another
I
erased

I
just
need
some
looney
tunes
a
neon
room
calgon
take
me
away

green
black
foggy
washington
highway
I
hadn’t
forgotten
about

anything
you
want
one
of
these
crazy
old
nights
you
got
it
baby

I’ll
tell
you
everything
pour
me
a
glass
lean
into
my
breath
we’ll
share

I
feel
like
I
write
pretty
poems
always
then
I
read
her
poems

let
me
be
your
blessing
in
disguise
say
my
name
like
lamé
on
wine

it’s
not
fair
that
I
should
think
of
you
so
much
I've
other
things
to
do

maybe
I
should
go
mad
a
garden
where
everyone
wears
white
sounds
nice

it’s
the
moon
she
made
my
head
swoon
my
heart
fall
and
fall
and
fall
and
fall

I
know
my
eyes
betray
me
boy
how
otherwise
would
you
believe
me

white
jungle
canopy
your
arms
I
could
live
in
them
with
ease
you
beast

I
stayed
up
all
night
reading
dreamt
of
my
grandmother’s
pinochle
hands

I
know
you
big
big
love
your
heart
is
in
your
eyes
when
you
look
at
me

I
stared
at
my
poems
stared
into
my
hands
stared
out
the
window

I
dreamt
of
hoping
the
day
would
end
even
before
the
day
began