19 poems
On Tuesday the river leaves itself and decides to become a road In my car I paddle down the alleys
hold me tight the night will be long and we will get along for this moment
I’ll be yours when the fish flies then and only then for a brief moment briefer than this breath
The ship hums a tired melody something between loneliness and jazz I sink into the chair, eyes half shut
the light comes thin through curtains I forget who I was For as long as a breath
Whoever dares to hurt you, I’ll kill him I told ma When I was a baby
she waited for him in the pool on a bright summer day waiting for him to show up with a slushy in his hand
I move a brick from point A to Point B After work, I feed on a meal and stop feeling pain I sleep more than 8 hours every night
In the heart of the ocean on the raft floated just the two of us
we grow up our feelings grow down in our tender years, everything felt so large, significant
your romance is a weapon, miss do not wield it, without knowing its strength some can put on a wall of makeup to no avail
on the desk, the girl sleeps She is dreaming of a japanese garden
'who do you see when you look at me?' she asked me before we parted, her big, oval eyes staring into mine: 'will you ever forget about her
in the nick of time you appeared before me before i can grow out my mustache
"I’m taking you out," she points a gun to my head I raised my arms for protection.
at the end of the song, she looked back and ask me: will you remember me when we are gone?
at the airport bar waiting for something to happen somewhere to go
'this is what the ocean sounds like' the boy knelt before me and picked up a seashell he put the seashell by his ears and gasped in excitement
‘whatever happens, happens’ she used to say ‘on sunday mornings i go downstairs sit in the sun and drink milk