In a rented car with my whole family
on the interminable ride from El Paso to Alamogordo
I mixed up the words organism and orgasm.
Though I never heard their conversations, I knew
my parents whispered to each other, "Your parents
are getting too old to live on their own."
Still, that year, like every other year
Grandpa took us up into the prickly mountains
to hunt stones in the arroyo and drive the tractor.
He still leaned in close to build a fire
for hot dogs and hamburgers
the flames licking his trembling arms.
Showing posts with label Poem 20. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Poem 20. Show all posts
Saturday, January 23, 2010
Thursday, January 21, 2010
Raindrops, Leaves, Poems
Moments, Skin, Light
Words, Kisses, Breakfasts
Dust, Junk Mail, Teacups
Old Shoes, Dads, Blood Cells
Billions and Billions of Them
Piled Up
Meaning Nothing
Meaning Everything
"I believe in everything; nothing is sacred
I believe in nothing; everything is sacred."
-Tom Robbins
Words, Kisses, Breakfasts
Dust, Junk Mail, Teacups
Old Shoes, Dads, Blood Cells
Billions and Billions of Them
Piled Up
Meaning Nothing
Meaning Everything
"I believe in everything; nothing is sacred
I believe in nothing; everything is sacred."
-Tom Robbins
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Poem 20,
sorry for writing about writing,
victoria
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
one
we are of the same mind
it was that good
it is clear as mom's best Swarovski why
the sparkling, glittering stars
the burning sign of fire
a breadth of knowledge, intellect
a flurry of stimulus
wild, lusty, totally fantastic
eternal optimists
philosophical, social
head over hearts
giggles in between
passionate, super, normal and natural
sensations like never before
pleasing beyond expectations
plethora of surprises
told it would be dangerous
never mentioned euphoric
should have been forewarned
it was that good
it is clear as mom's best Swarovski why
the sparkling, glittering stars
the burning sign of fire
a breadth of knowledge, intellect
a flurry of stimulus
wild, lusty, totally fantastic
eternal optimists
philosophical, social
head over hearts
giggles in between
passionate, super, normal and natural
sensations like never before
pleasing beyond expectations
plethora of surprises
told it would be dangerous
never mentioned euphoric
should have been forewarned
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
The Possibility of Belief
Everyone says
"Thank you for making this etc possible."
In which case "possible" means "it already happened."
Isn't that weird?
"Thank you for making this etc possible."
In which case "possible" means "it already happened."
Isn't that weird?
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