When you are gone
I will miss you
I will miss your difficulties and the issues that surround you
Your troubled past,
will be a vacant gap,
no longer something to troubleshoot
I will miss counting wine bottles
in your car, behind doors, in corners,
under chairs,
All of this, I will miss
I will miss the size of you
Your small blond head, almost,
but never fully
leaning on my chest, I will miss,
your tentativeness
I will miss your slurred words and glazed eyes and the sight of you seeking respite, in liquids,
gold and white
Your hands shaking, and my heart breaking
Yes, all of this, all I had of you
I will miss
Jan 24, 2017
Jan 24, 2017 at 4:03 PM UTC
The clouds threw down
three veils of rain, married the sea
made witnesses out of you and me
and later I, in the silent room
said nothing,
and sat and stared
at the bowl at the top of the dresser
thinking of her hands, in flour,
the regular comfort of her bread.
Aug 5, 2013
Aug 5, 2013 at 5:45 PM UTC
6 o clock dandelion
fluffy wish wand fairy dusters
filled the fields where
wild flowers fizzled
over a rough green sky.
Jan 5, 2012
Jan 5, 2012 at 12:47 AM UTC
Twas there they convened
framed by a doorway
a triangular composition
with gods light shining
on their grey and balding heads.
an oratio ad contemplatio
of an evening.
Jan 4, 2012
Jan 4, 2012 at 11:41 PM UTC
grant me the awareness so that i don't call my ex 'asshole'
after parting painfully on a street
that i don't waste my energy conniving ways
to hurt him even more,
amongst which include
rotten texts
returning gifts,
imagining his feelings finding them
on his front steps
in a bag,
that i pull the plug, fuel and batteries
on fantasies that include obliterating him from my
life forever in one
big, jabby
sweep.
Jan 3, 2012
Jan 3, 2012 at 1:32 AM UTC
love letters on facebook are just not the same
many years later you'll search not in vain
for pieces of paper all crumpled and spent
to remind you of lovers that all came and went
now its all passwords and clicking on keys
how can there be any mystery while we scroll through our LED histories?
what's happened to pondering, to stories absorbed
where is the space in this illuminated world?
space to leave letters under dark beds
or maybe deep recesses in the back of our heads
space to understand a beginning and an end
space to let go of a magic weekend
space to know what's gone is gone,
when to shove that box away,when its time to move on...
Jan 3, 2012
Jan 3, 2012 at 1:31 AM UTC
you were a jungle bird
in high heels,colourful clothes
the rest were black crows
jaundiced beaks,
mean souls.
Jan 3, 2012
Jan 3, 2012 at 1:17 AM UTC
Here the people are the landscape,
their gestures the missing trees
I've had GOD BLESS YOU, shouted at me , and three date requests,
and it hasn't even hit 9.30 AM yet
This is LA
where the homeless are quick pilgrims to your heart
and where men polish stars,
on the streets.
Jan 3, 2012
Jan 3, 2012 at 1:13 AM UTC
10/12/2008, FOOD
Tom Yum Soup
how you held my hand
growled in hunger
how I didn't know
if we were a couple
15/12/2008 FOOD
how happy I was
to convince you to diverge
from healthy eating
to Vanilla cream and wafers
21/12/08 MISC
a tinsel hoop
and drawing pins
for a sock to hold
a chocolate reindeer
to your door
02/01/09
new year
we were a couple no more
Sep 21, 2011
Sep 21, 2011 at 4:27 PM UTC
serve food
with broken hearts
pack shelves
with broken hearts
take your order and smile
with a broken heart
remember this
while your curled in bed
the door closed, your back
to the world.
Sep 21, 2011
Sep 21, 2011 at 4:23 PM UTC