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My Left Eye (My Right to You)
A snowflake I loved / nose-dived into my left eye
Extremeties
It’s ok if you hand my heart / back - / I’m just glad I put it out there. / I never do that.
Gin and Tonic
I am in love: / the embossed, criss-crossed kind; / a grinding, unwinding love reserved / for lovers.
Oil on Asphalt
I’ve pulled the canvas off again, / just the easel and frame remain.
Charley Horse
The smells of other women / were a disturbing telltale / she was being kept / like an animal.
Lila, Inside-out
1. / Rotting apple. / Glorious, rotting, inside-out apple / for the beetles and birds / to get drunk on.
The Pomegranate Eaters
When we are having breakfast / your voice oscillates and I’d swear
Don’t Look Now
she has a handful / of secret hopes
Lazy Eye
i want to drive south into mexico to / sit on a warm beach, down cervezas / on the hood of my chevy
I Don’t Need to Explain (Nina Simone)
That night makes me feel like / Nina Simone.
Streamers/Origami
1. / he is sick. / white lies tied in red ribbons.
Clean
i am a river creeping / away from the source of my / busted possibility,
Nocturnal
that’s when my heart beats hard, / thought it’s in no mood for love.
Disposed Of (Like Celery-Tips)
I have to tip-toe / on my toe-tips / to avoid the honey of your lips.
The Madwoman’s Ghost
here is this madwoman: / who once took a chipping axe / to her daredevil heart.
You Won’t Even Know What Hit You
You like to cock the hammer, / swing the sword, / threaten to kick the chair / out from under / a man with a noose round his neck.
Pitbull
and too often, / I make poison / with words / they fall out like a mouthful of arsenic
I Drink My Medicine Down
everything is a switch to flip / an itch to scratch / in the middle of my back
From Both Directions
II. / My emotions / are sashimi / meant to be dealt with gently
Dirt
I think there’s something wrong with me / and / I think what I found / was only a crease
