saige

saige Nov 2018

he plays the angels
with harp strung hips
and all my ribs
he is my ticket
to eden.
but he's firey as hell
with red sea lips
i part, i sip
and gold street locks
i knock, i kiss, and yes
hell ******* yes
here is my key
to heaven.

saige Nov 2018

mayflower, marigold

when he left
all the oxygen in your lungs
was replaced by the sea
no one ever told you
humans can breathe
underwater.

but now he whispers
that your voice is louder
than the riptide in his eyes
and promises that
someday
he'll let you tell him the
story
of the boy
who went to war
and lost atlantis.

understand that
water
takes on the shape of its
vessel
and he is
sixty-five percent
fluid
hold him.

bury yourselves
together
as one drop
in one ocean
one hundred
more times.

he is
seven percent blood rushing
half a percent beating heart
and it doesn't sound like much
but it's
enough.

you're shore
if only for
tonight.

saige Nov 2018

bless the rains

he discovered
that he hadn't left his heart in
america after all
he'd just left it with
its owner
and here they'd found each other
again
in africa
as if she'd followed him
through eleven countries and
five years
just to give it
back

saige Nov 2018

Yet

I'm glad she asks why
I feel so cold
At least we know
I'm not Icarus

Yes, I'm glad she says that
My heart is stone
At least that shows
I'm not the tin man
yet

saige Nov 2018

Frozen Mini Pizzas

First it was pancakes
Then strawberry milk
Then frozen mini pizzas
Didn't taste the way
They always had

But I sure kept trying
With apple juice from a glass
Then a box and swirly straw
But the crust
Still wasn't soft enough

So I gave microwaving a shot
Years and years of beeps
But the cheese was crunchy
The centers, icy

So I tried thawing, soaking
Kids Cuisine and Lean Cuisine
And even Lunchables
Just in case the companies
Had fooled me, ruined the recipe
But none of them were bad
Just not great
Like they used to be

So I blamed my taste buds
For maturing
Copying my imaginiation
Christmas used to be funner
Summer used to be longer
Mini pizzas used to be delicious

Well
Today I cracked the code
I was in a rush
Like Mama used to be
Didn't let the oven preheat
Just slid in a tray of
Frozen mini pizzas
Kicking myself for procrastinating grocery shopping yet again and -

Beep!
The timer blared, the smoke alarm
I burned my finger, then my tongue
But didn't care because
My taste buds
Hadn't forsaken me
After all

The crust was chewy
The cheese was gooey
I'd done it
I was six years old again

Now if only
I can find a trick
That works for Christmas

saige Nov 2018

happy daddy

Following your footprints
My favorite stepping stones
Even with a pebble in my shoe
It's finally in season
So I keep marching on
Forfeiting white flags *** I have you

And, which tree is that one?
Quick! Catch my balloon
God how I love watching you look
Up

Following your whistles
Jungles won't make me blind
I'll find you through the heatwaves and the blues
Every time

Where'd this leaf fall from since
The forest glows in your glasses
When you are facing the sky

Following your fingers
Won't get thorns in mine
Tell me stories about Blackie and Sunshine and
I'll be fine when summer's gone
I can skip the berries
*** you can pick the Blossom
And there are no thorns on fretboards

Oh,
So it's a sugar maple?
Lord knows I won't remember
But I'll never forget you
Looking up

you keep me looking up

saige Oct 2018

Some may say

when
what you're living for, is
what you're dying of, it's
one **** shame

but
he breathes for her, ***
heated love, just
breaks him enough, to
stay deaf to
what we say

but mercy
they're still singing
while we're screaming
while we're snuffing
they're still stoking
one **** flame

so, who's to say
who's to blame?