Thursday, April 16, 2009

2 pomes

engaged

chris tied a knot around his finger
and hers somewhere
in the middle
of the knuckle and on the other side
of the world speaking in characters
like tree mountain and sky

i found out flipped
flop feet following frigid
spring rain spent alone wonder
if they bathe together yet wonder
how often she sleeps on top of his pale
bone frame



decoration day

feng shui the organs
in your gut all tied up
heavy grass beneath your tired
new orange sun brown
flowers wilt in your hands
and remember twenty years ago
your hands and shins were shaved white
skin and brown dust clumping in blue
blood before it hits the pipe smoke air
he blew into the gashes
of your old stained birthday gloves and pants
and realized even curses and go to hells
wont unmake jesus christ
if he really even came shivering on a cross
or take you out of heaven
even if
you aren't there



btw, I think the flow would be better if I could use spaces instead of having to use commas and line breaks to denote a pause. I'll probably use commas more often since I agree sometimes it can be hard to figure out which words go with what. I was kind of playing with that a little but not as much as it seems.

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