Archive for September, 2009

10
Sep
09

Clash

The day
to the night.
Dark crystal.
And then
the clear.

So the
poor bird,
dead
lies on
the hot
sidewalk

She walks
her dog
slowly,
staring
down the
gray sky

My cactus
keeps growing
higher
for three
years,
I’ve kept
it alive,
somehow

So obvious,
this whole
poem.

Unimportant,
as words are
to death
and life

And yet,
I write.
Still

09
Sep
09

Smeared

Smeared
and messy

In pieces and
broken

My body
my mind
Blurred
Any hurt
Piled on to
Causes puddles
of black

Find the missing
parts

Pick up my
life

Wipe away
the smears
somehow

-2007

09
Sep
09

Air forms

The fresh sun filters

through the tiny holes
in the blinds

The new air glides

through the screen
onto my neck

Your soft body
radiates warmth
and keeps me calm

Your beautiful head
on my soft pillow

Your breath rises
and falls
a steady tide

such bliss

I will lie here
half awake

for as long as I can.
-2003