dandelion sun - a tribute to my bad memory

May 26, 2010

dandelion sun – a tribute to my bad memory

the halogen lights act like lightning

and shock me. 

I caught that tiger

by its tail,

but then someone forgot

that we're not to slam the doors

and I lost it. 

catch-as-catch-can, I suppose.

oh, and please don’t touch that,

yes,

that right

there,

the poem

next

to my

fingers.

but you go ahead,

and I’ll let you,

because I’m too content to lose

this papercut war. 

my innate sycophancy

manifests itself

in the shape of

sphinxes and

stained-glass and

other daydreams,

and maybe someday I’ll remember the way my

metaphors didn’t used to fall apart.

the blue that I saw today

was blinding, like a full moon,

and as deep as thunder,

and as far as I know,

we’ll hit the ground only running. 

I noticed something:

you look even skinnier without your smile.