Tag Archives: distance

by the river, by the street

i think you’d love me mostin small moments of perseverancecarrying the groceries homeslipping in the snowi grasp desperatelyfor the heart shadowing mineand hope that your firm graspwill keep me standing you are a counterweighta balance a nightlighta cup of strong coffeea sleeping pill if neededremember this i think you’d love me mostif i never hadContinue reading “by the river, by the street”

lock your own door, pt. ii

should i switch to tequilain spite of our rotten limesfeet in lead bootsroll me into the riverwatch me sinkin defiance of your expectationsoh you thought i’d fightyou thought i’d swimyou did did yousorry to disappointbut what’s else is new my patience is as shortas your memoryor your attention spanor the straw i drewdown on youContinue reading “lock your own door, pt. ii”

t-minus

i’m glad we get another autumnto pick a day to pick applesbut instead just buy themand walk by the riverand take elaborate posed photosnext to some pumpkinsand laugh we get another summerto watch the dog swimand eat ice cream sandwichesand seek respite from heatin the grocery storeduring peak tejano hoursi’m gonna wear colorful dresseswe’re gonnaContinue reading “t-minus”

another airplane

i will do everything i can to be near youup to and including chuggingthis 24oz natty daddy in bedso i can sleep a little whileand wake up (hopefully)to permission grantedor request denied i know i knowhow much you value your spaceespecially on sober daysi am good at staying quieti am good at listening to silencebutContinue reading “another airplane”

that bitch reading bukowski at the laundromat

everyone’s sickof hearing about the pandemicbut the laundry’s still gotta get doneit’s almost a mile to walkcloudy and windy, chance of rainand there are violets bloomingand kids out in their yardsand some guy grilling somethingthat smells amazingand a fat man with a bulging ruckwho waves and tells methe laundromat is crowded but most people thereContinue reading “that bitch reading bukowski at the laundromat”

[ ]

i wrote some notesbeforei opened the floorfor questions& here we are nowi’ll remind youthat you asked. i’m burned out on sexy people& sexy partieshow does it feelbeing yousee i guess you’ve gatheredi’m intense —that’s why i like camping yeah no yeah howdo you get it all quiethow do you convince yourselfto breathe?like this:[ ] butContinue reading “[ ]”

filament

there is a kind of nameless bliss descending in these quiet moments so what if it comes with pain we’ve never been strangers to each other it’s proof in its own way that the universe doesn’t owe me sense or coincidence and it’s even lovelier watching things fade this is a sunset on a shoppingContinue reading “filament”