Metamorphose me
into stylistically arranged
harmonies,
leaping off
the paper plane musical scores,
soaring away
like a child's imagination.

Oh, I remember so well
how your skin against mine
tasted like honey but sweeter
and softer
yes

No, it did not.

I remember when
My forehead touched yours
yes I remember
Your beautiful scent

Sweat and
*** and curly hair. It was not
not beautiful

Oh when we loved and kissed and pressed
so longingly together
and caressed each other
into the blueberry night
yes yes I remember!

In the back of that bar?
She never loved you and
You promised to stop.

And you loved me! Yes, we
talked and laughed and kissed each day
Those blackberries we shared
You did, you did!

She left you for him. You were just
one of the many she liked to see
and kiss at night

But
But
But no that can't be
Because I remember so well!
How your skin against my lips tasted like
honey but sweeter and softer
And the smell of your hair
And your body
and mine tangledupsotight...

No

I beg you.
Just stop.

let's make love
let's push and shove
let's leave our skin
out on the rug
burning
and turning over
back to back
to smack me sober

Let's make love
let's kiss and hug
and **** until
we get rid of
the liquid
that keeps us
from being released
and fitted
with riches
two gemstones apiece

let's make love
let's push and shove
let's leave our skin
out on the rug

inhale and
compose like wildfire, searing
words passing warmth like a baton between
minds, distance easily traversed by
a whisper, by a calling

"I am here"

and all is well.

She makes my blood run cold.
She makes me say things so bold.
To think I loved her once,
I've put that love on hold.

Without her I've become useless and lazy.
She's made my thoughts clouded and hazy.
I love her still,
it drives me crazy.

Even if I wore a watch,
as we talked until dawn
that pure summer morn,
gladly I'd have held the hands
to halt time's sands,
if it meant that serenity would linger;
But to the future,
time pointed with its finger,
and sailed us to distant lands.

Your smile says
your load is large.
when alone
Your room feels like a crater
parties
feel ******
Questions regard beer
****
or cigarettes

No one wants to know
How you are
Just chug and run

This is slow dance
In the darkness of night
I feel how your eyes
wished for naught on an unknown number of stars

When asked if you still believe.
You say:
yes,
The only way I sleep
Is knowing I've asked nothing
For something

In the yard
I see they
ask for nothing
we wish for everything
don't expect the granting of anything

Nothing comes of it
Yet, we cast wishes at the sky
Not knowing where to aim

I imagine this is why people pray
Wishes are mobile,
Portable,
two quarters in my pocket

My sister and I
Throw them off the balcony
Into the grass of campus
We make it our wishing well;
night sky
Neither of our wishes come true
It seems the wish casts back our chances

In the morning
I toss dozens of quarters
Into the grass on my way to school
Nothing will ever last as long as I keep wishing

I remember how you told me
*if the sun cannot make you calm when it has risen before you have
maybe if you rise first
You may be able to catch the dew as it collects on flowers
Maybe this will let you breathe easy
lighten your load
keep you from wishing on
Stars
That owe you nothing