Sunday, September 30, 2007

Potato skins
shedding on the floor.
Onion rings around her eyes.
Milky tears overflow from
the sink onto her lap.
Somehow tonight,
we manage to cook dinner.

Across the Hallway

The sounds
of sobbing
in a room
so far,
kept awake
my dreams
of still
loving her
The light from the window
in the far corner
flirts with me,
and I blush
for the first time
in a long long while.

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

Upon dropping it the second time,
the vase cracks in places old and new

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

An ending brought on
with no end in sight.
Turn around my friend,
turn around.

Monday, September 24, 2007

Just a few hours
till a new flower blooms.
I wait in the basement
to destroy it.

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Compound Interest

We've made the mistake
of letting each other
in to our lives
to make mistake
after mistake.
So much about us
depends on what I
choose to do next.
I wonder how you can stand it?
Skin unfolds
in a bed with you.
In a car driving away
my minds turns
to other things.
How is it
that we could have curved
so much
the straight lines
of our lives
to intersect

Monday, September 17, 2007

I left you
in bed and by
I had counted
long hairs which
were not mine.

Saturday, September 8, 2007

Every morning it is the same -
I awake to her sleeping
and then leave.
The morning yearns for coffee,
and nudges me awake.

Thursday, September 6, 2007

Sourness diffuses
across a room,
filling every pause.

The Children of Sugar Loaf Mountain

Trail maps
folded into
tiny paper airplanes
litter the path
of my ascent.
A young boy sits
in his driveway
washing his shadow
with a soapy sponge.

Wednesday, September 5, 2007

Disappearing Trick

She washes herself
in the bathtub
scrubbing at skin
until it melts off
and slides toward the drain.

Tuesday, September 4, 2007


A young man plagiarizes himself,
makes tiny illegal copies of his thoughts
and spreads them out like a virus.

Monday, September 3, 2007

Reminders of Loneliness (1)

A bottle of cleaner
collects dust by the window

Reminders of Loneliness (2)

A basket tips
its emptiness
into the room.

Reminders of Loneliness (3)

A pair of shoes
tossed to the corner
huddled close to each other.

Cast Iron Skillet

At the end of another week,
sadness looms over the fact
that we've gotten along so well.