Friday, December 18, 2009

Lunar landing

12:25a
You cannot speak underwater--stop,
I have difficulty seeing you when you talk like this.
Let me flood the apartment with water up to the skylight
We can stand across the room from each other
bubbles swimming from our teeth
and then I will be able to know you.

1:53a
Days when I hate humanity I must remember that one of us invented the swing set. Up here, in the sky, in the noise of the ocean, a person with wind in my hair as much as any tree.

10:54a
Wilted flowers--beer bottles--
in the morning's light trembling through the trees.
Note to self: go new places more often.

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