Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

see


I went to see Darryl today
because I can't see you.


Monday, May 28, 2007

bed

When I lay down in bed, my body’s weight presses against the mattress, my head rests on the pillow and I feel the weight of the covers on my body – I am home.






Saturday, May 26, 2007

pillow talk

your words
pearls
stolen from the sea
adorning your neck
your adam’s apple
lies



three notes

1.

What is the color of my words
What is the color of my voice
What is yours?
Can you see my wind pipe
Its empty
My tongue
Lungs
The blood running through my veins
The smell my mother gave me



2.

In a constant state of waiting
For something to happen
Someone to come
Me to become
You
Took me places I did not know existed
And got lost

Eyes throw up pieces of me
Shards of invented reality
It bursts out loud
And then it stops

Restless I go fishing in the lake of love
Lacking



3.

When I say come
Please come
Will you
Come
When I simply say come
I don’t mean for you to run
Just come.
When you say go
I will run