Wednesday, September 9, 2015

goodnight, sweet pea

daylight wastings time
no more savings time

rain check

in the morning
I won't be there 

the location of your underwear 
will be simple 
and warm

you are the sweetest pea 
that ever pead
the bed


the worker

weightless but my
fixed eyes
pursed lips

I grip to life
I don't know why
I listen closely
to the lie

life after life
never shed my skin
I crave rebirth
to rise again

at dawn I sing
hi-ho hi-ho
centripetal force
won't let me go