missing teeth
talking about
"what the thunder said"
miming
poetic conversation,
hydro's been cut
debt collectors
can no longer
call my telephone
as is has been
cut
too
the computer runs
on battery power
and when the battery
dies
the
typewriter takes over
blooming
tennyson lines,
like
cowardly wolves
in sheepskin
saying;
there is little left,
for you and I to do.
Friday, May 28, 2010
poor
are we poor?
i used to ask my mother
when
i couldn't have the goodies
i would like
and she would say, no ofcourse not
and i would get my goodie
she would say
don't tell your grandmother about \this or
she will
have a bird!
or sometimes
SHE WOULD HAVE A COW!
and i was to young to
understand
metaphors
and exaggeration
so I would
picture grandmother
with a bird on her shoulder
yelling
why did you buy all those goodies!!
and now,
my mother
works and her husband doesn't
and i ask,
are you doing ok mother?
with money?
and shes yes, oh yes it's fine
things are ok
and i ask to borrow
for rent
and she says
cash or cheque
and then tells me about her third mortgage on
the same house
poor i guess,
is different from
debt i think to myself
and
picture my grandmother
having a bird
on her
shoulder
as
mother asks
whose name to
to write
on the
cheque
are we poor?
i used to ask my mother
when
i couldn't have the goodies
i would like
and she would say, no ofcourse not
and i would get my goodie
she would say
don't tell your grandmother about \this or
she will
have a bird!
or sometimes
SHE WOULD HAVE A COW!
and i was to young to
understand
metaphors
and exaggeration
so I would
picture grandmother
with a bird on her shoulder
yelling
why did you buy all those goodies!!
and now,
my mother
works and her husband doesn't
and i ask,
are you doing ok mother?
with money?
and shes yes, oh yes it's fine
things are ok
and i ask to borrow
for rent
and she says
cash or cheque
and then tells me about her third mortgage on
the same house
poor i guess,
is different from
debt i think to myself
and
picture my grandmother
having a bird
on her
shoulder
as
mother asks
whose name to
to write
on the
cheque
Thursday, May 13, 2010
waking up golden, good morning
ya,
confident and sold it
when you wake
up to
the pillows
on the floor in the morning
and the windows
shine
golden
through
the cries
of
alone men
sentences
monotone
and shortened
shes the one
that stole it
turned me
from
asshole
to
boyfriend
and
i've
never enjoyed it
more
confident and sold it
when you wake
up to
the pillows
on the floor in the morning
and the windows
shine
golden
through
the cries
of
alone men
sentences
monotone
and shortened
shes the one
that stole it
turned me
from
asshole
to
boyfriend
and
i've
never enjoyed it
more
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