Girl with mile long hair and coat hanger undertow

you simply cannot see anything

with you head in the waves.





Tired nerves in her hazel eyes-

did something slip behind my face or yours?

Splintered resolve from the heavy labor,

beat back disgust

feigned enlightenment.





I will do this for you

as you’ve done for me.

When the night clouds churn like

organs of vapor digesting

and the big yellow moon

stood high and shined,

the anxious tides

thrashing fast- but you kept pace.

A mirror, a fast coral sea mirror.



Bleached not my beauty, your legs solid sea foam.

Flesh honey I can hardly tolerate,

and my eyes can only trace trace trace

and I’m savoring this awkward dance between us

your throat of raspy dead notes

it’s the sound of autumn stomping.



Sporadic messages in bottles littered

your back yard of waves,

Don’t forget your eye on the door

no amount of birthday parties will ever save you.