Wednesday Apr 14, 2004

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Again another case of being unsure if I'd ever posted this poem before... One of these days I'll figure out a clever way to track that. whatever Hope your Hump Day is tolerable. wink

Uncollected Thoughts in Series

She stands outside the plane
where at 5 oclock the workers
stretch out of their jobs,
faces lengthened,
swollen,
arms hanging like rain clouds
dangling lightning like callous fingers
that tonight will caress
a lover or a television remote.

Im in a deli with my books,
my pens, my fickle appetite
and yes, I can see you
and yes, I can see me
the way you see me,
but I can also see you
in a way youll never see yourself.

I see her across the room
as I nibble the chaffed skin
on my lips
dry from not kissing her
but dreaming in 35mm frames
repeating the way
she closes her eyes
letting out a wet
puff of air.
VIEW 5 of 5 COMMENTS
starisea:
stari secret: pictures are there for those who care. I just haven't announced them yet. They are far more colorful than my last low tide pics. I heart the ocean! (love you too! smoosh! biggrin )
arachnequarius:
oh my goodness me - you did not bring me down at ALL. in fact, you just gave me a fit of giggles! now i have these two mental images so that every time i get droopy i can think on such things. i believe this one fall under the 400 lb. chest sitter category. it makes me think of henrietta hippo from the new zoo review - sitting on my chest, threatening me with an extended social call.

in fact, i think its quite literally that, considering the quarts of sonic phlegm (sex-ay) i awoke spewing like old faithful, it must actually be the malaise that comes with sickness. you know how not having a cold makes you happy? i think this would qualify as NOT happy. although, ironically, now that i know its sickness, i feel much better.

i like it very much when you extend thoughts - its always enlightening and entertaining. seriously - i learn from you. biggrin

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