Sunday, January 22, 2006

how you move me

It is amazing that someone I hardly know can move me
The safest way to feel things
Details I think I see
Filtered through what I have always known

Like a moment
In a dark bar
The drinks and the base and the proximity
Excite me
Because they are fleeting
A source of whatever I need
Long after I pull away

What would I do if you yielded?
Any of you?

Like I told the tenor
If the lights go off
I am gone

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

if you yielded
we would try to merge
only there'd be a scene
and people would be hurt
and men would say: how original
another tragedy goes down on sunday

and then they'd polish up their teeth
and drive on to church
with their perfect families
in their perfect honda odysseys
and their perfect dvd players

the spineless souls