11 February 2006

relationship damage [strangels]

i cannot breathe nor feel

yr brown hair so soft those

nights

in yr driveway / after a movie / truck hours

tiny bodies and backseat textbooks

not able to tear / night ski / rum & hot chocolate
; and then,

everything ps.
a little

crazy in th head.yr friend said you are seeing a shrink in vancouver now

so ask me down for a drink ( i was sitting in th basement drinking beer

and listening to records and you phoned ::

monotone cold i dont have the energy for you -

30 seconds, damage, ditches, figure it out;

hung dead in the back of my head.no serious

relationships since then

retro splay / drink too much / red boats....

tiny devil rowing my red boat feeling bad but not b/c i am, th

weather turns fast too.silent and

young and sweet and damn is cute,

but how,

after eyes.not seeing anyone

on th river steep in red -

tail lights fade / anatomy kettle / strangels, yes -

strange angels / el / th strength of so many lives
in one.

Comments:
at the risk of sounding redundant, i could read your poems all day long. this one is lovely lovely lovely.
 
interestingly, redundancy is a quality i find attractive.
 
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