Tuesday, August 23, 2011

Future

do you remember that night
when we laid in your closet
and didn't say a word for so long
we just stared into each other's eyes
until you said so surprised
that you could see my eyes breath
 
you enchanted me
now every time i see you i get that feeling
the one that makes your stomach flip
 
do you know that before i met you
I had no idea what i wanted
maybe to go to college and become
nothing, just a brainless sheep
doing what i was told
 
do you remember that first time we really talked
i listened to you say imposable things
about running away and leaving the world we knew
behind
they came pouring from such an normal looking mouth
and then i realized you are insane
but I liked it
 
do you remember all that planing we did
all the discussions of what to bring
and where we would stay
and how eventually all the talk of running away
became so much more beautiful
and so much less ill conserved
and we started talking of the way it should be
and how everything needs air
even our eyes
 
so that we can see
 
now we are so close
we can nearly hear the wind singing
we can nearly feel those green fields
and you are reaching your hands out
and brushing the fields
and tasting the salt in the wind
 
but I'm so scared
and I don't know why
and I keep repeating the same thing
over and over
and i think now
you were never insane
but I might be

blehadklcvne

I lay on that cold floor
hard wood presses me
and i reach down to lick it
 
it tastes like earwax
that gross taste
but even that is comforting
 
anything to anchor me down
to keep me in this dimension
and give me a little sanity
 
I can still hear people talking
I want them, no, need them
to be quiet
 
My heads still pounding
and I cant think straight
all my thoughts are trickling
 
out of my head like
buzzing pancake syrup
onto the wood
 
i forgot to turn off my light
and now its screaming at me
and I cant make my body move
 
and all i want is a cool glass of water
but i cant move
so I just lay there

The Other Jeans

We have the same eyes
the same thick un-tamable hair
the same quick tempers
and unspoken words
 
We have the same skin
and laugh lines
and large hips
and milk allergies
 
and every time i see you
I wonder if I have the same
future as well
 
do I have your marriage problems
your communication problems
when I'm older will my children
be scared of me too
 
will they leave in a car crying
like we did
will I scream at my sister
till my voice in raw
 
and will I cry every night for
a different life

Teenage Angst

squirm and fight
take the garbage out
frown at all the fruit flies
and pretend they don't exist
in our shitty houses
in our shitty town
 
let follow the train tracks
to that messy little bridge
and smash it with our hammers
you can come every time you get mad
i tell you
but inside i hope not at night
cause your too pretty to get hurt
and your so manly you might try

Rooster

Rooster all your bracelets fit you right
they don't slid off of that white arm
and they layer so nice all mismatched together
all the blues and greens and reds and yellows
sparkle in the light
and the one I knit you isn't too tight
 
my wrists are nearly bear
just the scrap of fabric I use in my hair
and a few white scars that sit nearly still
and I tell you all those bracelets are wonder filled
and you say in a high voice that you know
 
and there is that one that keeps falling off
a little elastic one, thin and mostly yellow
and I say its so beautiful
and you give it to me
and I say I'll never take it off
but it falls off in my sleep