Showing posts with label babyshower. Show all posts
Showing posts with label babyshower. Show all posts

10 May 2013

I'm late

before I went to the babyshower
Britta dragged me to sheepherder's breakfast, which is something I'd definitely have taken you to if you'd come
chorizo & eggs & pimiento sauce, and bottomless frozen sangria & churros
but I hadn't an appetite, I drank all of the frozen sangrias
and the sugar tangle of the churro couldn't quench anything

on the way to the babyshower I thought it would be best if I showed up pregnant & engaged
like my two cousins, respectively
and I'd take the party away from them

and that was funny to me
because I felt the cling of forever
at the notion
she says forever to the guy who said marry me
she says forever to the baby she's doing
and that is a word I have a strangle-to
but it never ever stops finding me for trying.

I guess you all fell in love with someone else,
it's what I'd have done if I were you
but I never want to be like that
   I may be a planet
a gassy little planet
but I'm solid
even in orbit
and I'm a relier 
and I'm rely able

for always I say always,
and forever is in your mouth
and you spit it at me
and it clings with suckers in me
and now I'm a danglefish
and I'm a tanglegirl
and I'm still an alwayswill
                        alwaysdoes
and I'm still a forevertry
                      foreverdo
and may be you see me banished
bashful
tender or miserly
but as they say, I am not a broken thing
             though I have my broken things

we can't be altruistic we can't be selfish
we can take care
we can take care
&
we can take true care of us.


I wish I had health like yours,
but I'm more lightning
than you are cloud

08 May 2013

sadalone loser lol

I went to a babyshower on sunday, I walked in the backyard but the fiance had to lift the gate for me, I sat with my dad, he liked my shades, said, Very moviestar. He asked me how I was doing as he ate spinach and strawberries, salad on a stick. All of the women told him to eat everything, he was taking it down. I told him three things. I struck him within minutes of the babyshower, but I was guilty
I don't care that he knows these three things
he's my dad,
I guess he wants to know them

The punchbowl was right in front of us
I had been imagining this punchbowl all day, porcelain, with 8 tiny cups, crushed ice & berries & what my grandmother would call a nice blush to pour in

Small cups make many trips to the bowl so dad & I were interrupted and at one point instructed to Smile and look happy for a photo. What do you say but oh god and smile the only smile you know? Irony corners. Dad always has watery eyes, so might just look happy, not definitely teary. Poor dad. I'm sorry I have lain you on.

But he wasn't even invited! no men at showers. just guess how fat mom's uterus makes her with this ribbon of twine. I apparently know not the width of a pregnant woman, I lost desperately

He just stopped by to say hi & was instructed to Eat EAT EAAAATTTT
so sorry, I sat down & wear it on my face, three things

I tried to get the punch down but the berries were froze, not for teeth
I didn't have any of that cake
  but no one did save for the pregnant woman and the bride