Monday, January 10, 2011

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Let it tremble, let it shift
Like rain snaking down the window,
Like the quick beat of a dove’s wings as it leaps from a wire,
Like a midnight prayer, like an early morning fuck,
Let it move.
Let it vibrate and jerk.
Jumping and slashing and throwing wild punches blindly
At the quaking neon nights, let it run.
Bend it,
Bend it until it begins to crack and leak.
Take it to the top of a mountain,
Hold it above your head and feel your chest swell
As the people of the valley
Stare
And
Point
At the man with his heart in hand.

DTR

I could hear pecans, still wrapped in hard green,
Falling with purpose onto the carport,
As I sat glassy eyed on the couch
Listening to your words dropping crazy
Like ever so many kamikaze.

I listened though the buzzing of the beer,
Which was slowly sliding off of my brain,
And when I spoke, I spoke to let you know
That which I know you already knew:
I try too hard, I drink too much, I cry.

But I will never let you forget me,
So kiss me by the corner of the car,
Or come in lay gingerly in bed,
And we can write our own goddamn story
While watching the night fall beautifully
Into an early morning sun.