Let me, despite him
God let me stay tender heartedLet me save every scrap of memory
From every person I meet
In a shoebox nice and neat
Let me cry over strangers
Let me spend sleepless nights
Writing them poems they'll never see
Soft things cannot shatter
Though they can rip apart
But only if you pull,
Very,
Very hard,
And God, they are pulling
But I'm trying to hold on
A Tribute to Dez
This is "Dez" a 1950s rubber face
squirrel doll. [I have a passion for
collecting vintage rubber face dolls] It
was a birthday gift from my ex. I love
my dear beloved son, but admittedly I
have had a lot of mixed feelings looking
at him now. It's confusing looking at
something born out an incredibly kind
act from someone who ended things
rather cruely. When I look at Dez I can't
help but mourn a man I feel like I no
longer know. It's very painful, but, it's
not Dez's fault. He's a jolly good lad.
Cheers for Dez!! Indulge him in
a fine acorn.
Bruise
Skin rippling with fearThen you kiss violet memories tender
I imagine your lips as God
I imagine you as Chamuel
But if hands soft as heaven
Can butcher all the same
How could any mere man
Convince me he's gentle
Poppy Field
I've been haunted for thirty nightsYou appear in dreams a specter
Melting with each visitation,
I knew your body
Each peak and valley
How sunlight danced in your eyes
Now I see only a Monet,
Your latest apparition had no face
Possessed only the fading memory
Of warmth,
As I hugged you tightly
I felt your weight shrink
Until I was holding the body of a child,
Are you,
Am I,
Trying to instill some cruel lesson,
I promise I have learned
Free us,
From The Poppy Field
Normal Weather Phenomena
It's raining today. I think of how I hoped whenwe met next the weather would be so fortunate
as to let us walk in the rain together. Why must
you permeate my mind so intensely that even
normal weather phenomena sparks thoughts
of you?
God forbid I hear Ernest Bloch in a film.
God forbid I see someone wear a sweater in July.
