Monday, September 5, 2011

Before Bed

i think about..

how.. my, my eyes are dry.
4:53

an absurd time to be just resting my head
(if you don't count your shoulder)

a tennis match? hah!
twas but a twilight introduction.
a test of the old knee
a challenge-
who can hit the most
balls over the fence
on accident

and i hugged you when you were sweaty.
i didnt care.

i think about my new jobs
and the new moon

that keeps coming
round
again

Hum Hum Poem

your kisses
fill me up

your smile
is an echo

i sent
them out

so long ago
so long

your kisses fill
me up

Late Summer

I like this bush.

i didn't notice, it blooms
at the end of summer

when the winds are changing
and bringing cold

when the leaves are holding their notes
trying not to run out of breath

when the grass is struggling
just like me
to soak up the sun
without drying out.

the ivy blooms
clinging to the side of the screened porch
with tiny white blossoms

each bud a little bride
each petal, white as a sheet
twinkling in the mist like new stars.

just when things seem to be closing down
it opens up

Saturday, September 3, 2011

Some People

some people
December 30 2006 at 10:56 PM sespysays 

some people
only have their hearts broken once
and that seems
to be
enough

they move on
clicking like trains and moving
softly
like old hands of a clock

whispering like leaves
not waiting for an answer

the seasons are never more lonely
than the ones before
they just put the christmas boxes
back
in the closet
and nothing lights up again
for another year

some people read the paper every day
but probably forget
a lot of it

I Couldn't Imagine


i couldnt imagine
February 1 2007 at 12:52 AM the sesp is back 

my breath turns blue
around your sunset jello
the mountain is without
a bow tie

squawking flowers
bump with frost
i am sweaty inside my coat

morning comes

steady like the power lines
alive, the night brings me
through

as if holding my hands
and i were more than 21
walking down the steps
gingerly


now- its cloudy / 27
and we have no heat


getting high and laughing
coloring with markers
and words. .

I'll Actually Sell My Ex Then This Time

ill actually sell my ex then this time
March 18 2007 at 7:13 PM sespy

take a bid
here he is

my exact same height
he'll wear anything ladies

eats mostly cheese

sometimes he will need a ride to hockey practice
good with kids

$ ?

On The Guitar

on the guitar
April 2 2007 at 10:01 PM sespyb rock

nuns habit spin wash thrown away like a tissue
memory lapse rabbits pass and acorns fall on your grave
drums build your face and cymbals crash like the wave
that took you away

into the pink clouds the sounds of love resound
blue surrounds them like it does you i suppose
everyone knows but no one knows it
maybe i couldve showed just a little bit

beautiful moments wave like flags and our hair in the wind
quilting fingers cant stick any more parts in
a one eyed cat passes the paper and the sugar bowl
and i say thank you