Last night
I dreamed I was dreaming of you
and from a window across the lawn
I watched you undress
wearing your sunset of purple tightly woven
around your hair
that rose in strangled ebony curls
moving in a yellow bedroom light
The air is wet with sound; the faraway yelping
of a wounded dog
and the ground is drinking a slow faucet leak
Your house is so soft and fading
as it soaks
the black summer heat
A light goes on and the door opens
and a yellow cat runs out
on the stream of hall light
and into the yard
A wooden cherry scent
is faintly breathing the air
I hear your champagne laugh
You wear two lavender orchids
one in your hair and one on your hip
A string of yellow carnival lights
comes on with the dusk
circling the lake
with a slowly dipping halo
and I hear
a banjo tango
And you dance into the shadow
of a black poplar tree
And I watched you as you disappeared
I watched you as you disappeared
Waits/Brennan
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Shit, I'd better do some work for you then, eh?
I read the Bukowski poem. Nice. Tom's 'Invitation to the Blues' is very similar.
i'll probably be in sydney for most of my stay in australia, but i'll be checking out the other bits, and i plan on taking a weeklong trip to new zealand and going sky diving there. after that, i'm stopping in taiwan to visit a cousin of mine, then japan, then sanfransisco hehe