When I started this blog, I promised myself that I'd update it faithfully. Talk is cheap. However, after listening to some friends read their own stuff recently, I'm back on the inspiration wagon. I've written a couple of new things I'd like to share, if anyone still cares even a tiny bit. So here goes.
TRANSIT
Why would I
wear heels on an airplane?
Bathrooms fill with
middle-aged women in tangerine
jackets. Calling Patience and
ordering salads from McDonalds.
I'm not wearing any makeup-
are you disenchanted by the hair
on my upper lip? More hair
than we know what to do with.
Hair
everywhere. Especially
down there. You know the places.
It was the night before I left
forever. Touching breasts
in public places.
Now they're calling daughters in Anchorage and
becoming lactose intolerant.
So many places
to hide. Melting into
corners,
buying shadows from McDonalds.
3 and 1/2 hours, 3 and 1/2 months.
We can only sleep
in transitory places.
JUST TO KILL TIME
Blank journals become
American novels and
pop songs.
Bloody ink commits everything to nothing.
Alone among girls giggling.
I don't want
children.
Those bedtime conversations before I sleep in my sleep.
Nightmare Before
moving words badly organized
come out the mouth
mouth
mouth and
eyes and color
Windy shorthand,
abbrev. days
appetizing crazy
interpreted tattoo
And Chinese food.
wow! interesting stuff! i love the flow of them and how seemingly random things take on new meanings. Ive noticed in all your witing a theme of not being good enough. why dont you try writing something with a purpose of having a different theme. Try to force out a song, instead of just letting inspiraton hit. when you can do that it means you are on your way to being professional!!!
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