12/4
You’d get lost
in her fractals.
Staring for hours
trying to figure out
her equation.
This was the act
of staring
in
to her eyes.
Her infinity.
Hips
Boredom sets in.
19/30
She’s a lead paint chip
holding on through the weather
and wear.
Picked off.
Discarded.
Careful not to eat her.
She’ll make you crazy.
Behind
I’m behind on my poetry, people. Sorry!
But I can tell you that I’m putting a dent in this wine bottle…so I’m ahead of some schedule. Right? There was a client that visited my company a few days ago. A few of us went out to dinner with her to talk business things and share life stories. Supposedly, she has two glasses of wine and the night is over.
I don’t get it. They always portray this in movies.
——
FADE IN
Man: You know, we really shouldn’t have so much wine. I need to get you home so you can get up for work in the morning!
Woman: Are you kidding me? I’m only on one glass. I’m just a little buzzed. Besides…and I don’t mean to brag or speak ill of myself - either way - I can handle my drink. I was Greek. I was…kind of a big deal.
Man: Is that so?
ENTER - Second glass of wine
Woman: ‘Eah. Mmmmmgah. You’res’ handsome? I bet ya got good geeeeenes. Donsha?
Man: Uhm…sure-
Woman: I love your hair. That’s a cute smi-OH. MY. GUuuuuuhh. You only have ONE. DIMPLE.
Man: Yup
<motions to waiter for check>
Woman: I can’t. I can’t. I can’t I can’t. I have-
In Unison: Work tomorrow!
Man: <laughing> I know right? We should really get going.
Woman: To mah beyad.
Man: Excuse me?
Woman: M’bed.
——-
Really? You’re wondering, “Who? Who pray tell in movies is like this?” Answer: MEG RYAN. Always. Always!
Anywho. I admitted that it takes a little more than a bottle to get me drunk and I was looked at for being weird or having a problem. I apologize! I like wine! I also happen to be English, German, and Russian. The latter two mixed with some Jew. We like our drink. Leave me alone.
That is, alone with my drink.
You can have some too…
A sip.
Maybe.
5/30
The hazey room pulses
a foreign neon red.
She’s sitting
at the edge
of the bed
and indecision.
Paisley patterns stare
from their peacock eyed perches
pondering her
static state.
But there is motion,
and she brushes
her hair aside.
There were teeth here.
"I love women. I have all their albums."
— Hank Moody and myself…
Her Architecture
The finest example of architecture is that of the curves of a woman’s body.
There Will Be Women
There will always be
drunk girls and
drunk women.
But God save
the former from
themselves, and
the latter from me(n).
Waiting for Her Man
Jilted girls beat stilted girls
any day.
Broken and ready
to be picked
picked up and peaced
back together again.
“I want you to hold me,”
but you’ll only get dropped
like you do time and again.
.
She mends like a bone,
stronger,
and stilts are wood.
Stilted girls
just the jilted
waiting for their turn
to fall
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