2004-04-23 - 3:30 a.m.
i am somber
i am filled
full of metal fillings and cracked teeth
full of halloween candy on a quiet table at 11pm , past bedtime..
and looking at beautifully wrapped lumps of sugar, dead and dancing.
you are loved alone
and left alone to love
you are a hole
a smiled young unheld empty flash of tinder
in a mortal-sized matchbox
crusty winter leather wrapped in dark morning, smashed toes frozen
and my bones not warmed by the passing of a basketball
through the hole
into the chain hoop, up the skirt
to the salty dirt of her thick kindergarten neck
vampire bites
no mother coming home until late at night
in the closet, you wait
with the furniture expanding into ungodly gigantic shapes
and darkness outside stirring olive drapes
waiting forever
under afternoon sun
my tree house, my hole
my raw tender soul
my bike, it jumps over dirt jumps
(to be continued but not finished)
