"bangzoom" poems
bangzoom
like police cars
lining up
outside the funeral home
holdingmybreath
rubbing my temples.
breathing deep in an upright castle
made of particle board
andheldtogether
by strange whispered memories.
inside.
with a glittering computer screen that remembers everything reflected.
theclickofheelsinthehallway
the sharp snap of magnets
meeting.
So I bring you love
and coffee
and conversation.
wrapped tightly around our necks.
and love.
and love.
wrappedtightlyaroundournecks.
bangzoom.
Sep 14, 2013
Sep 14, 2013 at 5:26 PM UTC