Tuesday, September 9, 2008

flying hearts

our love has the limitations of a seating chart
a one way bridge, a closed after eleven park
we've lost that cartoon feeling
where the eyes make flying hearts
can't make a whole from the crooked fingers of its parts

and now for the loneliness

the plants are dying
there's mold on the bread
you've left your dirty dishes
and moved your bed into the shed

the demons are swarming
lights flashing red
angels slouched in the corner
halos fallen off their heads

and now for the loneliness

i didn't sign up for this
the long distance lines
the air mail kisses
the domestication of my school house blisses
te kettle's cracked, the drain pipe hisses

and now for the loneliness