Showing posts with label sweet. Show all posts
Showing posts with label sweet. Show all posts

04 June 2013

one nightstand

one object cannot flank another object
one beard is not the world's beard
a bed on the floor doesn't allow for a tall table
  but a wooden box on which
to set earlymorning unmentionables
  or to obscure little desire-machines
  don't check my motor
  can I check my pockets?
give me your square teeth
  should I say hi to you?
sure, do it
  no no, nevermind
    don't say anything.
a bandana person
  save your scent to share
    get your neckblanket on me
to guzzle
   you through a nose & open drink mouth
I am pretending to smoke a cigarette
in the alleyway, back to the sun
  bc I want to think abt being naked, if you can imagine
  and the tight holds
handles of bones
  a spotted concave chest
    a long torso
      a maybe ugly
    a darling as darling as darling
instead of wandering, breaking everything
  shattering itall
    sparkle cuts allovertheplace
who needs furniture? we ask
  new orleans is on my to do, you said
  a given name? what give you me?
I'm really glad, you said
  we met
stay sweet, I said
  stay sweet, we said, and did
    I'll bet
from our low cushions
  and nightstands

29 May 2013

hurt my feelings

okay so I've been talking to the universe, and
  I think
  I think
it's trying to tell me that Idaho is my beautiful home
  what, something about the countryside
    because I spend time there, in the sagebrush
and I love it when my hands are so dirty
  I look tan,
    cinnamon
and then my car stops working
  because I'm blogging in it while it's raining
   listening to the radio, it's all really good
    smoking 1,000 smokes
and how will we ever get out of here, now?
 that sort of thing.
But of course, I just needed to get jumped

Nickey & I found a secret clubhouse
  in the foothills, it overlooks all of Boise
  in a way that makes it seem
  like it really is a city for trees
one can't see the buildings
it looks like it did when those frenchcanadian people showed up in their beaverskin caps.

why am I so angry
why am I surprised
when people don't like me,
don't want to be my friend.
I want to say a lot of very cruel, inconsequential things
  I want to hurt someone's feelings
   more than mine could ever be
because that's what big men do 
they break one another down
I guess, so I hear

I'm not a pick-on-you
 I'm not a hurter 
  I'm not even a hurtee
like I was, once.

I am thick, I know
 but I still have these knives in me
  and I know they can be good for the stabbing
but I am out of the habit-of-cruel
 and it doesn't come naturally

so I should probably just go to the clubhouse, now
  and be sweet & good
   and forget that love-sadness-regret-anger-hatred cycle
    that I've been riding.
This is a Diary entry
  for no one at all
I just don't know how to write a diary, anymore
  like I don't know how to walk or run
   I just know how to memorize
    and to look hard
     and to feel hard
      
     and I'm forgetting how
to wish
  which is the only good thing I've learned to forget

07 August 2012

bash

I am mad because it isn't about me
the turns you take, aren ot to find me
and out of All of the whips to take, yours is the kind I like most
and 
and 
and I won t pretend, anything
and sometimes I say, I won t pretend anything
and sometimes, sometimes, I don t 

but, also! also! I won t promise
because promises, promises, promises! something I got to know earlier! hello, promise, hello my little sweet, like the icecream you want me to, oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh 
just take yer top off!


sorry, sorry, I got another call. hold on...
okay, hey sorrrry! o god, are youstill there? bushes
hmmm bushes,
o god irrelevant

but see, sometimes I stay at Gayle's, and I always throw the scraps of vegetables into her bushes
and this is my mother, of course

Gayle. & how I'd destroy her.

It isn't late enough, I've realized. so, apologies! once, I made someone fall in love with me through apologies! & through the promises, promises that we wouldn t. watch how we died back then? 

goodnight, & good for us. I won t try to promise,
I promise to not pretend anything
and I promise to promise to always fall in love with you when I will. & I don t mean iff