Sunday, March 02, 2008

Four Frames

there are four frames
where if you look carefully
the wheel spins without a hub
everything aligned perfectly
they way if you watch a wheel spin
and it goes fast enough
then you might actually think
that you are going backwards
there's four frames
where the balance and color and exposure
is so proper
it would make you cry
it would turn you to mush
there are four acts to it
enough to make anybody
want to become a painter
the pressure and proximity was so spot on
each finger was an airbrush
there are four days left
of my being near to you
and the crashing down is so complete
that i think i am already dead

Palmolive

you would tell me
that you believed in a thing called me
more then me itself
and i couldnt imagine anything bigger
so looking up over the sink
at all my dirty dirty dishes
seemed like a bigger task than both of us
and cleaning was just something i wouldnt do
you handing me broom and mop and sponge
and i refused to believe that water can clean a dish
you kept saying
that a little soap and elbow grease was ll it took
i didnt fucking believe
that anything
could soften these hands
while you did my dishes.

Saturday, February 16, 2008

Solid gold Exit seating

he wants to travel
in a solid gold jetliner
everytime he is in the duty free
he's looking for helmets parachutes and crash gear
he's chatting up the people next to him.
he's wondering how the thing stays up
under such tremendous pressure.
he sits. straps in. he prays for pilotless flight.

and then.
every two months
he looks at the warning on the door next to him.

if you are seated by an emergency exit
and do not feel you are equipped to perform
the exit row duties; please let a flight attendant know.

Tuesday, January 22, 2008

she's eating a very sad cake...

a broken heart forms a hard shell
tiny filaments of steel based concrete
that become a chrome blackened hand.
with shade.
a shaded hand.

a shaded hand reaches out and touches hair
but leaves invisible fingers
as hand on shoulder
as fingers in hair
as fingertips on face
in slow landsliding fashion
down each cheek
saying
reminding
thinking of clever quotes
but not too clever.

because the ones she has are already better.
they always were
he just wanted to touch her face
and say something clever

he could say he saw it a mile away
but whatever
invisible fingers
pull back hair and prop up chin
he hopes she deals
he wants
that she deals better
he hopes you feel better.
sweets.