the librarytoo loud for the librarythe skater boystudies to Kenny G
Which War Ends When?His parachute turns asilk wedding dresscut gun metal greyamongst her army greens.She tilts, fallingdown the final aisle,flanked with wounded mencocked and aimed,sighting her with a slight lead.The future isher eyes on horizon.Looking back shows hissilk slowing her descent,warming her with promised,wild eyed children,her own eyes wild withfledgling fears nowthrown wide of the nestcould never be likeher movie dream, hein starched uniform,brass and stripe,endless shinetremor creeps through,as she relents,her bouquet trembles,her hands quake like earth.The men fall away,picked off by an armyof time. Ahead liesonly ground, she thinksshe'll survive thereception. She's trainedto dance, to survivethe spinning madness of it.War cut men gasp.Her parachute taught againsttheir wind. They see in heran oily danger survived.
Sonnet P 61, 3Upon a muted sea, you'll find I driftAlone since you, my wind, had cause to leave.My sails are breathless, though the rig does shift.My oars refuse to pull the waters' weave.A torturous love has stretched me on your rack,To burn for lips as does a cigarette,But memories of you seem the strong attack,When coupled with your choosing to forget.Are thoughts of me regarded as so slightNo port remains where they may dock less loathed?Have not my ropes and rig remained as tightAs times gone by when we stretched out less clothed?But yet you utter nothing of your plotFrom where you lie amidst the graveyard lot.
Autumn Senryu Two1.summer dieshere in the kitchenfrom a cold I let in2.lovers' muffled whispersbetween box spring groansa gasp!
First Findingsdarker horseslace pantiesdiamond-encrusted, pink virginitiesthe desire to break inand snap one of the stringstake in legs, like twin towershe submittedhis soul constantly draggingthrough half-melted snowwillinglyinconsistent dark meatsmiling through a maulingto love itat all times, and under every bannerwhen the wrong man wins
Missed ConnectionsMonday, March 1, 2004 -- Sunnybrook HospitalIt was about mid day. I had managed to pee on a blanket and wrap myself in it. You were the nice nurse who liked my drawing, and my singing voice, and you told me I was very smart.Thanks again!Tuesday, March 2, 2004 -- Sunnybrook HospitalYou were knitting in my room when I woke up. It had been a long night. You took me to get a tea in the atrium, and were very sweet. Sorry I tried to escape! Where can I find that hat pattern?Give me a call.Tuesday, March 9, 2004 -- Bethune C.I.You were in a crowd of students gathered in the foyer during a lunch break. I walked in and took off my clothes, looking for answers. Hope I didn't offend.What are you up to?Tuesday, March 9, 2004 -- Scarborough Grace Hospital EmergencyYou probably didn't see me. I came in with some cuts on my face, wearing leg irons. I was waiting to see a doctor.