alexandre arnau

Rookie (9.26.72 -? / new york city)

alexandre arnau Poems

1. 2nd Trimester 5/28/2005
2. A Love Letter 6/21/2006
3. A Pome With No Title 6/21/2006
4. An Open Letter (To Anyone Who Gives A Damn) 6/24/2005
5. Another Bit About Nothing (Actually, Two Bits) 7/20/2005
6. Autistic Eyes (For Aryssa) 8/24/2005
7. Birthday Poem For Ed Matlack 8/24/2005
8. Cold As Angels (W/Anna Campbell) 8/24/2005
9. Diamond 8/24/2005
10. Dreams #1 8/24/2005
11. Dreams #2 8/24/2005
12. Dreams #3 8/24/2005
13. Dreams #4 8/24/2005
14. Epiphany 5/28/2005
15. Eternal Fix (A Vampire Story) 7/21/2005
16. Eurydice (Spanish) 4/14/2010
17. Father's Day Poem (For Luis Ramon Arnau) 7/21/2005
18. First Sight (For The Girl At The Doctor's Office) 9/1/2005
19. For Ariana Campbell 7/29/2005
20. Four Haiku On Zatoichi (For Shintaro Katsu) 7/20/2005
21. From The Scranton Expressway 3/28/2006
22. Girls 8/24/2005
23. Gone (Senryu) 7/19/2005
24. Hagakure (Samurai's End) 7/20/2005
25. Heathrow Airport (One For Jayne Pettit) 6/21/2005
26. Hole 7/29/2007
27. Homeland Security 7/11/2005
28. Humans Being 8/24/2005
29. I Am Not A Poet (For Laura Pacher-North) 6/17/2005
30. Icecreamgirl 8/24/2005
31. I'Ll Never Get To See New Orleans 9/2/2005
32. In This Hole 8/24/2005
33. Inexorable (A Collabaration) 8/4/2005
34. Journeyman 7/20/2005
35. Little Armageddons 6/18/2005
36. Luxuries 7/20/2005
37. Lying In Wait 8/24/2005
38. Midnight Dance (A Bronx Waltz) 7/21/2005
39. Migraine 8/16/2005
40. Music 8/16/2005
Best Poem of alexandre arnau

Red

i like
red
it dances
for me



rolling
down my fingers
so pretty
red



the way
she dances
so pretty
the red
makes it
better



the floor
shiny
with red
in patterns
i can see them
like butterflies
or faces



dancing
across the patterns
making
new patterns
she makes them
singing
red



so happy
with the singing
and dancing
the red
dances with her
like the rain
on my window



red



so much red



my whole ...

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2nd Trimester

soaked in her
hormonal rage
acid mouth and toxic
deliverance
she screams white noise
and throws rooms
from the top
of the stairs
safe in the knowledge

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