I’m happy today
with poached eggs on biscuits,
saying to you: let’s do the strange
things we would never do.
Like leave the ice cream to melt
on the coffee table, travel
Spain one week with the boy
who will buy you anything,
turn down the job or kiss him
against the door frame
with the neighbors watching.
It’s partly cloudy,
yet your cheeks are flush.
Open the windows and the air circulates the apartment.
The walls are whistling,
and here we are again: done
with sadness, our hearts rolled
out on the breakfast table, like
pie crust waitin on filling.
"done with sadness, our hearts rolled out on the breakfast table, like pie crust waitin on filling"...beautiful imagery.
ReplyDeletepink, spandex body suit with stirrups and black spots...also, beautiful imagery.
i like this a lot. all of it.
"it's partly cloudy,/yet your cheeks are flush."
ReplyDeletegaaaaah that is good stuff.