Tuesday, April 10, 2012

List Poem: From Untying Old Boxes

1. How many secrets would I loose if I tossed it?
2. Watch for falling poetry.
3. "Resilience should only smell like cigarettes and hope."
4. Pain unsent.
5. "Can we tie him to his bunk tomorrow? Duct tape?"
6. Watercolor sunsets.
7. Dear John poems full of regret.
8. Bus tickets to Washington, DC.
9. First sketches from 1872.
10. A hundred half-filled notebooks.
11. Unsent presents.

050910: Secrets Made In Caves

I lay your head upon my chest
and here shoots lightning
Lightning I tell you!
Glass split in my veins engraving,
"I love you."

I slipped on the most evident sound
of summer sighs under pounding rain
and fingers curling over skin
and here I tweeze from my sputtering heart: Tines.

This one made of crystal
This one made of glass
and my favorite
oh- my favorite
made from ghosts of nicotine
and whispering,
"Don't worry,"
with the surest of eyes
"you could be like her."

And every time I hold you
press you to my place
you could break
with just your hand
I am pounding out diamonds
from the cave in my chest
whispering,
"Forever."

VAULT: May Sometime 2010; From the Bottom of Broken

I'm a destruction
deconstruction of function
but she loves the drinks I make
like no other intoxication

and that day in Seattle
we kissed for the photographer
by the fountain; no-
on the hilltop; no-
down the staircase; no-
in the street.

But really, we kissed for destiny.

That was fly slaps on white thighs
and wanting desperately
I'd never dreamed of you before.
To show without shouting
world announced as yours.
Yours.

But then I dropped it in the river
and now my cherry skin is over-ripe
I'm no cherry.
And I'm actually infected.

I'll eat your brain
or heart
whichever I can get to first and
one day you'll wake and realize
you don't love me anymore.
Or will it be me?

But we made promises.
Promises damn it!
And promises I intend to keep!
(And I'm so scared of loosing you.)

So come what comes
and bring it on
'cause I know I wont let you go
without a fight
and then some!

Come what come
I'm keeping you
regardless of the struggle
'cause when I said forever
I meant until I die
and then some!

So I'll break your things
I'll be terrified
but this sickness I carve from your worry
will be shaped like:
I love you.

And the barbecue flesh
will taste sweet
between bed sheets and aloe
I love you.

And when I look into your eyes at night
I will know completely
you love me
and then some.