Cornflower blue
checkerboard kitchen
window curtains.
"I'm not finished yet."
The ________ key without.
Rape dream while the mother is talking
on her cell phone, oblivious
of the green grass, the blue sky.
Every part of me rising upward.
I am such a dreamer
in my fabulous tax-day fashion.
Black and purple.
If you write
cute little notes
to the taxman. Say Sara
says hi.
The fog hovering.
Completely injured.
But I know the solution.
Better halved.
Locust locomotos. Whether it is
peace or sloth that sits waiting
in the ocean. Not waving.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment