I PUT bare feet in the fog washed the sheets in ink my heart in the fire for you I don’t think I was ever really a woman before whoever found who just an old hi-top abandoned at midnight at the steps of your castle When you like a thing of mine it’s like being touched by a ghost in a dream of whoever’s haunting who Since you came on my heart I can’t do anything wherever I go I keep hearing this violin that’s how I know it’s serious I see your face in clouds & in stucco car alarms are bleating your name I stayed home & danced with a potato that looks like you -------------------------------------------------------------------------- OPHANIM I’m keeping quiet And it’s no use When I look down I’m saying your name With all the lips Your eyes look out My tits Your mouth IS My heart How did you climb Inside of me The little stick Inside the violin A second soul Calling out for its skin I’ve always known There’s a fire A force That midday beam That pins everything To the center Of Earth But like this? Now I have 2 faces Yours to mine & a bunch of eyes Everywhere that shine Like the angel In the icon Whirlwind Wheel on a wing Praising who’s Making her sing -------------------------------------------------------------------------- XXX I stepped out of the shower Steaming like a glazed donut I was getting ready for work I know they want us to hate this part But I don’t. I alter my mind a bit And put on a really slow song I plan to be late Standing forever in the Sunshine at the crosswalk Thinking about you And how it was kind of nice Just sitting there next to you Tryna glimpse your fingers From the side of my eye Figure out how they’d feel inside Suddenly like the light Fills the piazza -------------------------------------------------------------------------- ENDLESS HEART My heart is a vinyl stuck on repeat I pulled my heart up off the floor Heavy meat curtain And went to bed To touch along to a poem This is sad The yellow bird dreams Land and depart You’ve gone off And made many movies but I’m still in this little old town stuck on you At night when you sleep inside Your swan do you think of me Ever You make me wanna Buy a computer and write really long lines My heart is a pink knife I keep by my bed My meow My heart’s grown a beard wrapped around Its bone throne in the mountain Somewhere by a sea You pass through fogs The most intense colors bloom inside The funniest jokes on repeat I flew here to see you We talk against seagulls like Bright commas on Night mode And I don’t even care How I end a poem How I end a poem -------------------------------------------------------------------------- LAST LOVERS LEFT ALIVE He writes sad scores for TV shows And at night he listens to the DJ Silence Spinning rooftops Or mountains The grain silos of Massachusetts Rising like Sad dicks In the aging summer The fireflies Are dying I want to move to Buffalo And live forever |