stay with me

fingers tangled in my tangles

in my heart stings


like the surf envelops the shore

unties the knot


the elevator in the fire

melted wax dripping like desire


nature is full of teeth

and the stones write this silence


the furnace of your chest

the lullaby of your skin


i migrate toward the fog

the blackness is murderous


tied down time with a rope

threw out the wrinkled map


faces in a parade

a thin tangled poison


your fingerprints

metallic rains tracing


sweet honeysuckle and red wine

your eyes in mine

inside

waiting
wanting
to see you in my eyes
finding feelings
I thought had died

Julia Who

Julia who laughs like crisp Autumn
and talks like boiling water
who is books and shoes
who is a shard of glass and a cotton ball
whose eyes are framed with raven feathers
is home today
who tells me of the city
who tells me of the train
whose purple paper cranes
can't unfold today
sleeps in her heart-wallpaper childhood room
who used to be there every day
is home
is a sponge on a kitchen sink
is a light bulb tossed away
doesn't stay here anymore
is hiding behind the curtains
who giggles and sways on her flag pole
is chestnut cabinets and radio songs
who comes and leaves and comes and leaves again
is the orange sweater tucked away
asking why don't you visit me
why don't you come why?

Clarity

The leaf moves
just the amount of breeze
The body swoons
just the greatest turmoil

Building after building
from one to the next
house by house

When it tears
there can be a clarity
it is enough
Arrow fit exactly
into the wound it makes

And when the heart
knows truth
the precision
is a tornado -
with just the amount of breeze

beauty.

slight breeze
sunshine
reality, not skewed
building, breathing, blinking
shifting, movement
slow motion
laughter

Steel?

Nothing was hidden in the darkness,
everything had just changed colors

The air,
heavy from the rain
My arms,
goose bumps crept up the skin

On that black steel park bench
lights cast shadows across the grass
Surrounded by chatter
and wine sodden laughter

Cars honking
footsteps echoing off brick walls

All I heard was your sharp breathing

They escaped
wouldn’t stop fighting

Could I calm the storm?
Could I break the haze?

On that black steel park bench
lights cast shadows across the grass
Surrounded by chatter
and wine sodden laughter

the clock ticking in my brain
down
down
down

quarter turn and I am falling

five crimson tear drops
four smothered screams
three blinks
two shaking hands
one deep breath

so sweet and full
so timid and haunting
pressing on my lungs

puts mind into a frenzy

My life is an integrated circuit
I’m inside of my body
But I don’t feel it

You just think its funny

Grave

One by one,
the days fall beside us
like yellow leaves.

We have no conscience
of what we're becoming.

Month by month,
the rings on our tree trunks,
like old wise eyes,
grow wider.

And winter lends them a dead disguise.

Now time-
like an ocean knows tide –
like a notion to toss about the house
and lose inside the couch.

And piles of our thoughts run miles in the dark
Just tryin to get home.

Age by age,
we rhyme with our seasons' rehearsed routines.
Still turning and returning.

Now I'm wide as the ocean.
Now I bleed roses.

And you are just a mark on the map of my past.

But I am a road I wind along alone all day until the coast.

It's easier being alone
You're a shadow of the old
And I want something new

We're walking in the sand,
And you are holding my hand.
Your eyes are sparkling like the sea.
And I just see you and me.

Come quick,
the water’s up to my neck and I can barely breathe.
Yet all you say is “take it slowly”.

I was swimming in a sea of strange bodies
One of them was
Me

I can hear the clock ticking in my brain
down
down
down


I would just
wake up every morning with a new bird in my cage
I would just fly away

quarter turn and I am falling
so dangerously
so precariously
off that cliff

so sweet and full
with crimson lips
and amorous hearts
they are dying

I would just
float away in to the mist
into the frost
into the dew

The bitter light filtering through the leaves
casting eerie shadows amongst our hearts
and tangled limbs

So timid so haunting
I cannot breathe
altitude
so cumbersome

Pressing on my lungs
the breeze so sweet
puts my mind into a frenzy
wondering


If that box I buried is
A grave or a time capsule