Monday, October 03, 2005

Arrows, or Why my Phone Bill was so high last month

"Oh, I just love watermelon!" she shrieks
I laugh, falling
onto the bed, touch her knee
"and soap, and watches" she says with sweetness,
now I'm melted water, the heart exposed
to the deadly son of Venus, who sneaks nearby
as I watch her, paralyzed, already infected


twenty four hours thirty seven minutes eighteen seconds
I am alone
sitting in my apartment
Did you ever notice how
even the window panes have company?
light bulbs always come in pairs of two?
the nightstand drawer, with it's partner underneath,
where I keep the envelope that your tongue licked shut
"it was so beautiful" you wrote on the inside.


And now we talk across oceans
Your voice something tiny jammed into my unbitten neglected ear
I kiss you in photos, sniff sweaters you wore to the gym, rub pebbles of sand from beaches we made love on
I write poetry on yellowed parchment
cram into bottles like these
in hopes you might find them one day


At 8:50 PM, Blogger tzipi said...

i like this. i can't say more about it this moment, though.

you are a sappy romantic, btw.

At 4:59 AM, Blogger BrownsvilleGirl said...

See now, Tzipi, I have the exact same thing to say!

At 2:17 PM, Blogger Aaron said...

what, that I'm a sappy romantic? i prefer hearbreaker, ladykiller, or "Likes it rough in the sack."

doesn't that sound like a native american tribal name?

Here, I have some more..

"Blogs like the moose"
"Forever Spinning Dreidel"
"Prays like a reconstructionist female Rabbi"
"Guilt Tripping Evil Mother"

At 8:22 PM, Blogger BrownsvilleGirl said...

"Prays like a reconstructionist female Rabbi"


Why, pray tell, is my blogger still Korean?

At 2:36 PM, Blogger tzipi said...


At 2:36 PM, Blogger Aaron said...

you're asking the wrong Jew

At 7:31 PM, Blogger Esther Kustanowitz said...

Pretty saucy stuff for one so young...but I like it.


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