Today while on my hands and knees
scrubbing the kitchen floor,
I watched the brush circling clockwise in my left hand while thinking:
I've far too much to offer the world than spending my days
coaxing up dirt from crevices in trivial places.
Then I pushed my weight back slightly to my knees
to slide the brush over to my right hand.
While watching the brush circling counter-clockwise in that hand I realized:
My nihilistic core pushed me down to days
spent kneeling on kitchen floors in the first place.
anywhere but here
Wednesday, November 16, 2011
Tuesday, November 15, 2011
reincarnation
Today the earth is again my siren,
playing that deafening song to lull me
back home within it's clay, so to recast my bones
with the hopes of molding them into a clean
new
form.
playing that deafening song to lull me
back home within it's clay, so to recast my bones
with the hopes of molding them into a clean
new
form.
Friday, July 22, 2011
crawl
I couldn't get that image out of my mind...
three spiny claws
clutching pavement
in the black pitch,
dragging its broken bones forward
instinctually. One eye turning
white and complete
upon contact with our lights.
The drivers brain couldn't register
the reality of this tragedy quick enough
as the animal dragged its broken fur
across the asphalt.
Just then the car lifted us slightly,
our tires severing the mangled back half
from the ardently willed front half.
three spiny claws
clutching pavement
in the black pitch,
dragging its broken bones forward
instinctually. One eye turning
white and complete
upon contact with our lights.
The drivers brain couldn't register
the reality of this tragedy quick enough
as the animal dragged its broken fur
across the asphalt.
Just then the car lifted us slightly,
our tires severing the mangled back half
from the ardently willed front half.
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
red nails
I never could have imagined when I painted each fingernail bright red two weeks ago for a wedding...
that I'd be taking the festive color off of each nail today for a funeral.
that I'd be taking the festive color off of each nail today for a funeral.
Saturday, August 18, 2007
quickness
it all went by so fast
all I could see were blurred lines
now it slows
I catch my breath
and focus my eyes
and see it for the very first time
all I could see were blurred lines
now it slows
I catch my breath
and focus my eyes
and see it for the very first time
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
right now
love is this fragile little hollow glass ball
that I can only touch and carry with my fingertips
never fully grasping it in the palm of my hand...
where I need it most.
that I can only touch and carry with my fingertips
never fully grasping it in the palm of my hand...
where I need it most.
Thursday, May 10, 2007
summer
I want to glue the summer days to my skin
so to carry them with me everywhere
for the rest of my days.
so to carry them with me everywhere
for the rest of my days.
Tuesday, May 08, 2007
Wednesday, April 18, 2007
Tuesday, April 17, 2007
try to not
hold onto moments in time.
let them slip gracefully through your fingers
as you walk forward.
maybe if you're lucky
a breeze will come along and gently lift them back up
to swirl languidly before your eyes one last time.
let them slip gracefully through your fingers
as you walk forward.
maybe if you're lucky
a breeze will come along and gently lift them back up
to swirl languidly before your eyes one last time.
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