Archive | March, 2019

“Youth”

22 Mar

“Youth”

Youth dreams beyond the youth

to a violent episode, wrapped in canaries,

a carnation taught to flower every year.

It wasn’t only for pretend

this job seeped through you,

exploding your core with delirious

“I remember you”s

from backyard barbecues

before we gave up on our addictions

braved a sigh of crooked stars

erased the miserable

mistletoe shadows from out our face.

Come run with the beasts and us,

our legs are shuddering

torn through the nylon

every mask of a robber’s self-hatred

turns up the gas for awhile

we’re mitten feet

and the icicles stopped

to talk to us

so mulberry and bristle

there’s a steel-brush cave

and a mill yonder.

Let’s ride horses

pass into the saddles

for frogs with leather hearts

know what business is happiness

grown kinder but always wrong

a delicate feather traps strong hearts

and know the carriage slows down

only for the foolish

only how we wished we’d been.

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“Losing all Your Sweaters”

5 Mar

“Losing all Your Sweaters”

Come back to the fields

we forgot to play

and all our lonely day’s do harbor

the frying pan’s done

got slung with dinner

and all our promises, made forever

he’d quit communicating

some weeks prior

left his apron at the parlor

all pony horse shame

hung up with his starch

his forget-me-nots and bad attitude

though sometimes

new notes from him do surface

strange out of a wooden comedian

a stage dummy, paid to laugh

to let the good times roll,

but he never even knew a breath from us

there’s starry skies

new toboggans

a bedtime story to tell a friend

even this wounded news was clipped

but we’re waiting in the field for you

all of us lonely ones

at least we’re friends

worth forgetting about

new people in old mirrors

even half a chance to cut and run

steal you from your own memories

we were here once

to always, high above your dresser,

a laughter, pirouette and kiss,

to dance with those

who hold our names.