can't chase you far away
enough
in my white pick-up
you and me and I miss -----
OUR TRUCK! big green truck
and bench seats
where we made love
four or five times
in the parking lot
of the University
the height was always too much
but for you
I'd do
and did
everything.
Sunday, May 31, 2009
Wednesday, May 27, 2009
Excerpt: In Transit
The ceaseless alchemical permutation, gold into history,
rain into strawberries, strawberries into my bloodstream,
my blood into flowering dreams
the dream into absolute perception, into coruscating
visions of
THIS IS WHERE IT IS BA-BY into
infinity
-Lenore Kandel
Monday, May 25, 2009
Definitions
Maiden's Peak Syndrome: The tendency for one to wait around for someone and receiving little to no results.
This is a very deadly disease. Often it's victims include many women and very romantic men. Symptoms may include panic, annoyance, loneliness,denial and in often but extreme cases, a completely wasted life. Maiden's Peak syndrome can be diagnosed for something so large as waiting for someone to return to you in a relationship or something as small as planning to hang out with someone and 80% of the time it not happening. Maiden's Peak Syndrome refers to the term, Maiden's or Widow's Peak, a very common story where a woman waits for her husband or lover on a cliff as he goes off to war. The end result: the woman waits so long she turns into to stone waiting for centuries, even millennia for her lover to come back.
-Tasha Richardson, 5/20/2009
This is a very deadly disease. Often it's victims include many women and very romantic men. Symptoms may include panic, annoyance, loneliness,denial and in often but extreme cases, a completely wasted life. Maiden's Peak syndrome can be diagnosed for something so large as waiting for someone to return to you in a relationship or something as small as planning to hang out with someone and 80% of the time it not happening. Maiden's Peak Syndrome refers to the term, Maiden's or Widow's Peak, a very common story where a woman waits for her husband or lover on a cliff as he goes off to war. The end result: the woman waits so long she turns into to stone waiting for centuries, even millennia for her lover to come back.
-Tasha Richardson, 5/20/2009
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Chin up, girl.
skinny skinny berry suck
meat off my thighs
skinny skinny drink a juice
to miracle cleanse your everything
skinny skinny blonde women
act and never age
wonder wonder wonder drug
what exactly are you implying?
consider this missing link:
I find bones uncomfortable
and mothers strangle smother toddlers
and bury them in playground sand.
where are our weapons?
fatties fight back!
from lumbar supported
desk chairs
obesity rampant and
you're only fat because you're lazy
or you have a thyroid problem
you wanna be well then stay that way
no one's forcing you to change.
but have you tried
skinny skinny perfect plan?
everyone knows you can't change alone.
be young young, skinny skinny
and never give up your face
who wants
graceful laugh lines
and fat from birthing angels
anyway?
who wants
warm grandma hugs
when granny can be a supermodel?
after all,
love is only
love is only skin deep.
meat off my thighs
skinny skinny drink a juice
to miracle cleanse your everything
skinny skinny blonde women
act and never age
wonder wonder wonder drug
what exactly are you implying?
consider this missing link:
I find bones uncomfortable
and mothers strangle smother toddlers
and bury them in playground sand.
where are our weapons?
fatties fight back!
from lumbar supported
desk chairs
obesity rampant and
you're only fat because you're lazy
or you have a thyroid problem
you wanna be well then stay that way
no one's forcing you to change.
but have you tried
skinny skinny perfect plan?
everyone knows you can't change alone.
be young young, skinny skinny
and never give up your face
who wants
graceful laugh lines
and fat from birthing angels
anyway?
who wants
warm grandma hugs
when granny can be a supermodel?
after all,
love is only
love is only skin deep.
Wednesday, May 20, 2009
The Lovers Never Lied
she breaks again
and everything is changing fast --
in her life, it's only ever been extremes.
something's hit, something sticks
and exposes her exposition
with convoluted sentences
and bright underwater lights.
she breaks again,
open and her yolk is spilling
all over your fresh linen hands
(air your dirty laundry in public while it's safe),
but it's too late
for all of you.
the first kiss that created the universe
was passed freely
between two laughing girls
on Capitol Avenue
sometime in two thousand and seven.
she breaks again
and leans to topple
but even across the world,
at the first cracking clap,
hands catch her peace rendered frame
and carry her slowly
to the finish line.
to the finished line.
because it's too late for all of you now.
the kiss that sparked creation
was a well-executed accident
neither gods nor monsters
could have foreseen.
...Run.
~~
It's fitting that this is post two hundred.
I miss you.
and oh, oh, oh, I'm on fire.
I love you, my hipster-headed angel.
-M.
and everything is changing fast --
in her life, it's only ever been extremes.
something's hit, something sticks
and exposes her exposition
with convoluted sentences
and bright underwater lights.
she breaks again,
open and her yolk is spilling
all over your fresh linen hands
(air your dirty laundry in public while it's safe),
but it's too late
for all of you.
the first kiss that created the universe
was passed freely
between two laughing girls
on Capitol Avenue
sometime in two thousand and seven.
she breaks again
and leans to topple
but even across the world,
at the first cracking clap,
hands catch her peace rendered frame
and carry her slowly
to the finish line.
to the finished line.
because it's too late for all of you now.
the kiss that sparked creation
was a well-executed accident
neither gods nor monsters
could have foreseen.
...Run.
~~
It's fitting that this is post two hundred.
I miss you.
and oh, oh, oh, I'm on fire.
I love you, my hipster-headed angel.
-M.
Still Life
age twenty-two
and this is what my life has come to.
Memory:
the grocery in late May,
refrigerated section,
staring at hot dog packages.
I love the ones with cheese;
Ballparks plump
oozing saturated fats
and oily goodness
burns your mouth on the first bite,
always and always,
but honey, it's so good.
The first bite always reminds me of our first kiss.
And I'm standing with tears
hot as thunder,
waterfalling down my cheeks.
Decision:
imminent
because the store is going to close
and we need hot dogs.
I heft packs in opposite hands
I love that burn
but you gave me my first taste
and I'm supposed to move,
move on now.
The stockboy is staring.
One with cheese,
one without.
Thump and thump into my basket.
We'll see if I'm ever brave enough
to grill that miracle of
injected beef pieces
and burn hot again.
and this is what my life has come to.
Memory:
the grocery in late May,
refrigerated section,
staring at hot dog packages.
I love the ones with cheese;
Ballparks plump
oozing saturated fats
and oily goodness
burns your mouth on the first bite,
always and always,
but honey, it's so good.
The first bite always reminds me of our first kiss.
And I'm standing with tears
hot as thunder,
waterfalling down my cheeks.
Decision:
imminent
because the store is going to close
and we need hot dogs.
I heft packs in opposite hands
I love that burn
but you gave me my first taste
and I'm supposed to move,
move on now.
The stockboy is staring.
One with cheese,
one without.
Thump and thump into my basket.
We'll see if I'm ever brave enough
to grill that miracle of
injected beef pieces
and burn hot again.
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