Friday, December 20, 2013
wading
Noting the resolution of the prince, the gods suddenly cast a spell on the young women, leaving them in distorted postures and shocking poses. One lay leaning against the side of a window, her slender body bent like a bow, her beautiful necklace dangling. Another, with loose and disorderly hair, lay like the figure of a woman trampled by an elephant. Her ornaments and garments having slipped from her back, her necklace scattered. And another, of great natural beauty and poise, was shamelessly exposed in an immodest position, snoring out loud, with her limbs tossed about. Another, with her ornaments and garlands falling off and garments unfastened, lay unconscious like a corpse, with her eyes fixed and their whites showing. Another with well-developed legs lay as if sprawling in intoxication, exposing what should have been hidden, her mouth gaping wide and slobbering, her gracefulness gone and her body contorted. Seeing this, the prince was disgusted.
Monday, December 16, 2013
dear diary,
******
you are so much smarter than me
you have read so many books
I go to college for Feelings
I am at college
majoring in feelings
quicksand
the hourglass and
combos
How to Cash In
and Cop Out
love always,
love always,
Sunday, December 15, 2013
**
Sisters at Heart
mystery the way of life
like walking down the
street and being a girl
there is nothing to say about it
I can’t tell him about it
There is this other world
where I can go
I walk into it like an acorn shell
in this other world
I drive my car on the beach
it's Alameda beach
my favorite beach
and it's ok to park there
I have the means and sureness
to get myself to where I want to be
and we always have the time
to do the things we love
you are the only person I could talk to
and write about what we talked about
then know that you’re reading it
literally the only
Saturday, December 14, 2013
סבתא
my savta, their ema
sweet betty
his mama
so sad and true
"it is what it is
what are you gonna do"
sweet israel
dates and honey
my blood as thick
and consistent
as their meals
that's his mama though
that's why I'm here and
now shes being suctioned
somewhere
my little family is dying
and I'm right here
home on my back
honey in my blood
I love my parents because they are both beautiful people and let me do whatever I want
wind chime
thinking sex in shapes
curved like the mirror behind us
the headboard
I have seen this before
but not with the waves
*
no one feels it getting cold
we just like to talk about it
what's it like to be winter in dreamland?
to have weird weather in dreamland
its like waking up happy to awake
with your windows still shut
only opened in a dream
so its hot
no distance from the sun
I am psychic about when I get shocked
like the water fountain above the carpet
with the vacuum cleaning blocking
my drinking position
shocking
about the weird weather
the second floor is a heavy difference
in temperature
like going room to room
heavy differences
in temperature
maybe I am wise
but chest pains why
wine lips, maybe
*
thinking of sex like shapes
my barefeet on some
cool, damp earth
I fantasize of grounding mysef
in the pale light
losing it all in the hills
with wind like skin
Monday, December 9, 2013
it breaks my heart to throw away a seashell
am i gliding?
a softness in going home
going room
to room
is not so
my shin hurts
when i think about it "cracking"
i hear the whimpering of the dog
with the jingling of the keys
"give me a jingle"
it's beginning to feel a lot like california
or like christmas
in mexico
every christmas
even BC*
i knew you would smell like sunshine
lavender soy scent
mrs. its a clean day
from nj to the pj
mr. i can work out with my eyes closed,
and i want to cover
the sunny side of life
but it breaks my heart to throw away a seashell
"his manners were so exquisite
that they were like a definition of civilization"
Tuesday, December 3, 2013
pill hill
I finally saw Jamie in a dream
He was standing in front of his
dad’s house, poised to leave,
leaning against a long shiny
black Cadillac
The house was like a black
and white wedding cake,
double-decker, balcony
trimmed with lace and white
lilies, and those strands of
imitation pearls that can be big
and tiny. His dad was
Bella Lugosi wedding Dracula
awkwardly seeing him off in a tux
with tails, everything shining
joke black and white, against joke
green grass and blue sky
The whole scene
was a wedding funeral, Jamie
was waiting for his wife
to come downstairs and
get in the car
I know you’ve been
a few places
I know
you’ve been back
from them
Those places look
joke black in my mind
They must feel joke black
sometimes. Like an inky
cartoon spider web
The most perfect and
frightening. The dark appeal
of a quill, with the sharp
point
Getting older is just when
things start getting realer and
closer to home
And one day
you never come
back
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