Saturday, March 13, 2010


I liked the way you said my real name when you told me to
go away

for the first time Sarah
sounded beautiful and like a shirt
my moniker travesty

that was how i knew i couldn't leave
that's why i opened your skin when i drew a line with my
fingernail a red line in a greeny plume on a white length
of limb so sweeeetly bloooooms
that's why i tried so hard to cry
that's why i planted my dextrouschushions in your soft bed head
and tried to uproot them after i channeled cement

without you i'd be a candlewick removed
just a string unable to maintain a flame
overlookable, piteous almost