Friday, August 12, 2011
half a bottle of red
Half a bottle of red
¶ 1:23 PM 
(red like blood, red like cherry sandals)
half of me is dead
(dead like sleeping, dead like a baby)
half the things we said
(said like summer, said like sex)
were buried under covers
(covers like the sky, covers like lovers)
we ate each other whole
(like a snake with a mouse)
and indigestion hit us
(in the stomach where it hurts)
(in the night where it is dark)
I loved you blindly
(but eyes are there for sight)
you said this to me kindly
but my eyes were glued against you
(I can barely see to write)
(and my blue eyes flicker darkly for you)
take the first door to the right
(this is the way out)
you motioned with your hand
I do not do these things lightly
(you will come to understand)
