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Friday, August 03, 2007

Memory

26
times i called that day

26
times i got no answer

10
times i drove around the airport
waiting
looking

2
miles i walked to the terminal

1
hour i spent looking

3
hours before i realized
you weren't coming

10
more calls

10
no answers

45
minutes to drive back home

2
seconds to breakdown

3
days i waited
thinking maybe you took a train instead

20
minutes i talked to your girlfriend
but i wasn't talking to myself

2
weeks i wished i had

3
years it took to forget
not to love

Everyday
it still hurts

Everyday

Tuesday, June 26, 2007

Dear Little Fat Girl

You’ll come to the point, when you’re about 6
you’ll realize you’re shaped a lot different than your friends.

When you’re about 10 they’ll start to call you
‘over the shoulder, boulder holder.’

This is the same age where you will always be last picked for dodge ball, tag, or any other game that involves running.

14 and high school you’ll try out for all athletic teams but the only one you’ll make will be shot put and discus thrower on the track and field team. You’re already close to 6’0 tall and really wanted to play basketball.

No one will really say why you weren't picked.

16, you’ll start taking diet pills because you’re going to start thinking you’ll be more accepted if you looked more like everyone else.

There’s a boy you like, he ignores you.

18 and graduation, you realize the pills didn’t work. You hope things will be better in college.

18-22 you put on about 50 pounds in college. The freshman 15 on steroids.

Boys like you but as ‘a friend.’ You’re the ‘one of the guys’ girls.

22 and grad school. Things will be different.

They’re not. The only difference is the sex is quick, impassionate, and he doesn’t make eye contact.

Around 27 you’re going to start to look at your body differently. You’re going to start appreciating its distinction, roundness, the character of having fleshy thighs.

You’re going to fall off the wagon a bit between 28-30. Diet pills, excessive and obsessive exercise behaviors, you’ll even try vomiting after you eat for a short time.

31 and you’ll realize you’re beautiful not because a man told you so or the media says you are but because you truly are

Fat and beautiful.

Little fat girl, don’t wait till you’re 31 to realize that.

Please.

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

A Jerk by Any Other Name...

Morning rush hour
Red truck cut-in - rage took me
His hands blew kisses

Saturday, January 27, 2007

Minds Eye

the reddest apple
hides worms
if bitten too deeply

would it be easier to believe
the goodness you see or
what is rotten inside?

the insane exist to remind
the sane of their wish
for release

i criticize no insanity
but observe
where i wish i was
and where
you think
i am not

Friday, December 22, 2006

The Cynical Grinch *Dec '04*

i hate christmas
bah humbug
i'd like to take Santas face
squash it in the mud
Frosty the Snowman
death by oven
Rudolph gets sold to
an evil wiccan coven

so much focus on yuletide cheer
but where are your good tidings the rest of the year?

Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Codes

words failed me
where's the anagram
in that
must everything be
hidden
secret
simplicity
lost
to a human need
for what is already
there

Wednesday, August 30, 2006

Revenge

Death is too kind
for you
Pain is perfect

What hurts you most?
i will do it
What do you fear losing?
i will take it

I will be the dark cloud hovering
your existence

Pray
to whoever
but pray
words
were enough
to sate me