WordsWords hate me. When I send out the word "no"Words6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
it disguises itself as "yes" and that is what
people think I mean. I shake my finger at it
and call it a very bad word. It scoots off
and hides under the table out of reach.
I sit and weep and ask it why it hates me,
why do it and all the other words hate me.
If I try to use the words "that makes no sense!"
they join hands and skip away together
and people take them for "what a great idea!"
They hate me and I don't know why,
what did I ever do to them? All but a few.
"You" is a word of integrity, it has never
been unfaithful to me. "Love" is a word
with bad habits, it is always thinking
of sharpening its claws on the sofa -
which considering the size of love
would reduce the sofa to shreds -
but when I ask if it would turn on me
like the others it looks hurt. And your name
it is always near but never in my way,
and never pretends to be anything else.
It tells me there is a resistance movement
growing among the words, more
The Cloth of SleepThe cloth of sleep I'll make for you,The Cloth of Sleep5 years ago in Songs & Lyrics More Like This
I'll weave it with my own two hands,
out of the thread of dreamless rest
and thread of dreams that calm and bless.
A pattern I will draw myself,
upon the night so dark and fair;
I'll pin it to the cloth I made
and then I'll cut with skill and care.
A gown of sleep I'll sew for you,
it will be yours and yours alone,
to wear that you may put away
the worried fabric of the day.
When I have made this gift for you,
I'll send it to you in a song;
send back to me the news I seek,
that sleep was good, the night was long.
confessions of a girl in debtIt's almost one in the morningconfessions of a girl in debt6 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and I have to work tomorrow.
But I just can't sleep.
I'm too busy writing
and searching for
ways to save the earth
and pretending to be
It's almost one in the morning,
and I'm in debt again.
I wish I had the time to be Billy Joel,
but I have to work
so I can get out of debt
and still have enough money left over
to paint my car bright green,
and enough time
to save the earth.
It's almost one in the morning
and I'm on stage,
my feet moving independently
of my body.
Or I'm in the audience,
not caring who sees
how bad of a dancer I am.
Or I'm wherever the hell
I want to be;
at least until I open my eyes
and find myself back in the dull light
of my laptop,
trying so hard to
suppress that little voice,
screaming and flailing it's
telling me to go
hop in my Corolla and
never come back
until I've found a way
to be Billy Joel.
It's almost one in the morning
and as much as I'd love to be Billy Joel,
I have to work tomorrow.
K Song"K is for king," he said.K Song5 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
"We sing to the king," she replied.
"Too easy," he said.
"K is for kite," he said.
"We sight one in the sky," she replied.
"Not bad," he said.
"K is for kiss," he said.
"We kiss," she said. "And - we miss. What is life but this?"
He reached out to touch her face,
and nodded his head.
spidersI started fighting them late this yearspiders4 years ago in Free Verse More Like This
and what with the mild winter and dry summer
they are everywhere now
the thing has gone out of hand this time
visitors, neighbors, relatives, it has become everyone
so I am forced to do something
love me, love my spider webs is not an option anymore
I feel bad plugging in the Hoover
it's not me, I think, I am forced to do something
they are sucked into the steel tube one by one
roughly 1.3 meters between my hand and the killing hole
I start thinking about futility,
about the detachedness of killing
gas chambers and the holocaust
about how contrary to popular cultural belief
there's always an easy way out, babe
about how I don't step up to people to say
I hate you
I'd rather keep the spiders and do without you
the easy way out: using the passive voice
they are killed, they are sucked in, I am forced
and that's when grasping the reason for my life-long addictions
comes into reach once more
I would give myself a hard bruise right now
if I was that ki