complete

is it your heart speaking

or your fear

of this mirror.

in tongues.

it is a death

that follows me through the city

the dark depth of wind

whipping garbage up my skirts.

men

around the corner they fly

like snow

and memory.

and handsome

and nothing to me.

for i am lost without you.

you whose touch is a feast

even being a stranger.

and loveless.

i weep.

perhaps i am the fool

but i stay open and steady

to what i believe

until it leaves...

me.

i have seen a man completely.

lover liar artist fool

friend father

and the complete picture

made me love him more

and he has erased me for it.

In Reply, to Ainjel

BUT you do have

depth

goofiness

a gorgeous face

LOVE

the memory

wings

"the greatest ass i have ever seen"... recently texted to me by a friend i just introduced you to.

magic

rhythm

a perfect handful

songs

heart

monstrous talent

pretty dresses

warmth

originality

the kindest eyes i have ever looked into.

and for the record

my friendship forever

i can only love a man who kisses me with a mouthful of poetry.

every other kiss is an execution

take his rusty lips

quietly tattooed

graffiti

lovely flow and spill and spark and run and want and laugh

my love

your mouth so used

is still my fresh horse.

THINGS I SAY WHEN I'M HURT--WHAT I REALLY MEAN

no worries------------------------i hope you are worried

oh ok -----------------------------thanks a lot asshole

um ok-----------------------------i don't understand why you are such an asshole

no big deal-----------------------you blew it

hmmmm-------------------------please stop saying what i don't want to hear and start saying what i do want to hear

i understand---------------------i don't understand

i get it----------------------------i don't get it

cool------------------------------not cool

that's fine------------------------you have ruined everything

c u around------------------------i'll be checking your twitter and facebook every 7 minutes for the next 3 months

good luck out there--------------may a string of bad luck hit you and drive you back into my arms.

it's all good----------------------i'm too good for you

would like to hold my heart underwater

rob it

and let its gifts fly away

The others

courage took action

and i looked.

and i saw us

we were the same-

innocent suspects.

a moonlit line up

for the thief

who picked all of us.

ladies

we make a mad circle

of true love.

we are linked together.

true believers

penned-

ribbons pinned.

the same-

blue ribbons.

tied..

we are each as wildly

in love with a lie

as the other.

we are lovers.

One two

i used to take numbers

dream numbers

i heard threes in the fuzz

at morning

as it broke open

as it broke up with night

i also heard nines

under bath water

as i drowned myself

and my battlegrounds out.

once, i heard two

me. and you.

we were the only one.

two.

i drive to work

at dawn and in the dark

thinking about you.

your opposite eyes

and comic strip lips

your mouth full of declarations.

i think about our last kiss.

and the photograph of it

it is the only thing i saved.

it says everything you have forgotten

and everything i believe

and still

hold so very dear to me.

I could plant flowers

(today) i could

break dance

break hearts

beat someone up

fall in love

steal your boyfriend

believe

flirt with disaster

run away

come clean

do the right thing

cry my eyes out

sleep around

speed

blush

show up

fuck off

change my mind

be beautiful

dream

sleep all day

slap your stupid face

kiss it better

sing every word i speak

love you again

i could.