study for still life with mistaken keepsake – 9/28/14

9/28/14 1:03pm

study for still life with mistaken keepsake

keepsake under a microscope
from a painful point in time.
i recognize that it’d be stupid to just about anyone else, but they are not to me.
that’s not from a night with us –
you are mistaken. it was another.
“they aren’t all from dates you know?”
it coincidentally has my lucky numbers on them: 3 33.
“i like knowing your month’s flower is a violet and your stone is amethyst. did you know that?”
“yeah, I did.”
“why do you look so sad?”
“because it happens.”
its the association
it’s those colors on that rectangular paper, it’s that card stock, and that stupid fortune that i associate with a painful point of time that i do not look back kindly on.
“i have keepsakes from others, but you’ve never been confronted by them.”
“do you want to keep it?”
“no, i don’t want it..actually, can i have it?”
“because i’m going to use it.”
“for what?”
“something i can not help doing.”

soft habit – 9/22/14

9/22/14 10:25am – 10/1/14 5:29pm

soft habit

the want i need it runs so very deep
the rabbit hole i went down so very steep
soft habit, just once let this lying dog sleep
why rabbits when you could be counting sheep?

the company kept is never to keep
the chase the thrill of it always i seek
soft habit, spare please these rabbits in heat
call off the hunt if there’s no plans to eat

the beds i climb into are never for sleep
the pillows my head hit; rabbits are biting
soft habit, take my leash for i am too weak
lead me to water so i might drink

the want i need; what i’ve sowed i must reap
the beds that i made; in them i must sleep
soft habit, just one promise i ask you keep:
promise in this fur coat you won’t bury me

soft habit, my master put your pet to sleep
promise it will be wool when you bury me

would-be anniversary – 9/21/14

9/21/14 1:38pm – 9/21/14 6:34pm

would-be anniversary

happy would-be anniversary
would that you could spare the time
i’m not seeking an eternity
just this day that would’ve marked nine

could it be you’ve cleansed the memory
of this day to make room inside?
there’s three-hundred and sixty-four others i see 
that are left to which nothing is tied

all that i ask is for you to be 
at this table for two where we’d dine
happy would-be anniversary
would if it could cross your mind

happy would-be anniversary