Sunday, October 26, 2008

She's a Handsome Woman

Innocence
Sunk the glow and drowned in covers
Send for all your absent lovers things

Sheepish wolves
Looking lived-in, eating buttons
Wink, just don't put your teeth on me

Accidents
Let the evening in the back door
Filled the room
Ceiling to the floor

Beat backbones
Grazed the poem and made it strange
I wasn't born to be a skeleton

Jealous orchard
The sky is falling off the ceiling
While I'm tucking fibs into a cookie jar

Reverie
It's useless searching in the cupboards
When everything you have is on your back


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