Today is a day that just doesn't know
what it is.
An empty day
filled to the brim
...
I don't know why I am writing this here
thinking maybe someone will read
and understand.
But I guess
...
i, unwrap slowly
meticulously twisted plastic wrapper
conceals
tiny sweet word.
...
Tonight I know what it is to be lonely.
Tonight I wish to be anywhere but where I am.
Tonight I am sitting here,
trying to concentrate
...
i should have run out the door after you this morning
and with the cold pavement pressed under my summer feet i should have kissed you,
good.
not to keep you, no -
...
i got run over by a bus this morning.
the tires were rolling over my stomach
before the headlights could reflect in my eyes.
...
no puedo escribir. te quiero tanto.
como puedo limpiar los dientes cada manana
conociendo
...
i wait for you.
my lips thinking of your long freckled back
to travel up and down.
my neck is lonely for your mouth
...
i do think of you sometimes.
there, accross so much water.
it's strange to think that you loved me
my pink face.
...
beautiful ending, you have brought me -
in the days floating through the air
passing by, their doors opening to me.
...