I'm okay. If you get me at a good angle. And you're okay. In the right sort of light. . And we don't look. Like pages from a magazine. But that's all right.
even when i look right at you. i always just see through. and i always just see new things. to admire about you.. . am i what you thought you were getting?.
Such an intent stare. One eye at a time. Your talons like fish hooks. . You are a rare bird. The kind I wouldn't even mind. Writing in the margins of my books.
No you didn't just leave. I actually kicked you out. I couldn't hardly believe. That the words came out my mouth. You couldn't hardly believe. What you heard yourself discuss.
We drove the car. To the top of the parking ramp. 4th of July. Sat out on the hood. With a couple of warm beers. And watched the fireworks. Explode in the sky.
I am evening the score. I am cutting the umbilical cord. Curled with my teeth against my knees. I am scratching at my consciousness. Like a bitch with fleas.
I know this bar. With a jukebox full of medicine. And Christmas lights blinking. Around a clouded mirror. . It's not that far. From old voelkers bowling alley.
You think I wouldn't have him. Unless I could have him by the balls. You think I just dish it out. You don't think I take it at all. You think I am stronger.
It seems like you just started noticing. How noticeably bad things really are. And then you walk past this couple arguing. In a rolled up window parked car.
I'm invincible. So are you. We do all the things. They say we can't do. We walk around. In the middle of the night. And if it's too far to walk. We just hitch a ride.
Standing like John Wayne. She is full framed. She is center stage. And my imagination is. Rattling in its cage. I didn't really notice. When everything else disappeared.
imagine that i am onstage. under a watchtower of punishing light. and in the haze is your face bathed in shadow. and what's beyond you is hidden from sight.