she wanted to know what love was
that you could fall in.
i said a pit. and hope that someone falls in w/ you.
she imagined, she said, a door.
the one you would love having an open
door which you fall in – only,
she laughed, i fall and hit something, a wall.
her scribbles darken and fill a thick bar –
the brick wall i suppose that brings out
those bruises around her eyes.
you know it’s love when it hurts i said,
and wished i could say more about the
crazy buzzing ache we call love – i guess
i’m in love just about all the time, which
was something i could say and laugh –
too true to be important.
she wanted a way to say love is a hurt
and doesn’t even really happen.
i wanted to say how well i knew what she
meant.
i would have said, only, well,
love is a hurt and a pit i’ve fallen in
too deep to believe anyone up there can
hear me.
love is a door that has always been locked.
i hardly bother to see if it might be open this time.
fragments of a larger ouvre than i still possess. I make the time traveling part of kenne follow me around and preserve the poetry i lose. i sure hope my novel is in the time machine. and the prayer to Burgess Meredith. or worse, the ones that never were written down. so, only excerpts. i hope you understand why i call it the beautifull book. Or, She Barks When People Leave, in honour of delta the one-eyed doggess.
Wednesday, August 08, 2007
Wednesday, May 23, 2007
Hell
hell is the place where bad things happen
an eternity things happen
hell is
dark fire
it burns
y don’t know why
goin’ down and
already there
hell is the place nothing works out as planned
hell was paved
w/ the block meant to be a Spaceship
ATOM fire in the Sun
well, the Door don’t open that wide
Fall and hit the ground
Hit the ground and break the ground
(a mucous smile on a stony heart)
Fall and the fire dark burns
y don’t know why
buried in yr fall
there ain’t no door open that wide
an eternity things happen
hell is
dark fire
it burns
y don’t know why
goin’ down and
already there
hell is the place nothing works out as planned
hell was paved
w/ the block meant to be a Spaceship
ATOM fire in the Sun
well, the Door don’t open that wide
Fall and hit the ground
Hit the ground and break the ground
(a mucous smile on a stony heart)
Fall and the fire dark burns
y don’t know why
buried in yr fall
there ain’t no door open that wide
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