Sunday, July 12, 2009

Saturday

In my room
putting my feet into
another day w/o
bangles,
air space

but what would you like to
drink with that

Someone leans over a ladder
jerks upwards a window
I piss a creek
down the backyards

in style
she drops a glass bowl
through a sheet
un-injured.

Document 9

Later that night
Darling explains
everything

Our kitchen becomes
like the cutaway model
of a beaver's dam

She loves me this much