Poems from pizzasnot
Stickers on the walls
Of my unconscious thinking
My flowers have died
you keep drinking your black coffee
even though it's long past cold
and your college text books take
pretty much everything you own
and you...
Closing the day, going back to remembered dusk and your heart on a spoon,
Dreamland is a little too far among the gray things, but
you see...
I wish I could hold
that baby behind me
in the grocery store checkout.
I wish I could keep
the poem you typed up
on your typewriter for me...
I love
the sound of the ocean
when you brush through
your short hair.
I love
the murky peridot
balls sitting beneath
your blackened eyelids...