CJP's
Friday, July 27, 2007
Tidy Bowl
before you flush us
down the john
could we please add
one of those discs
of bleach that slowly melt
and clean over time?
i'm not a fan of grime
down the john
could we please add
one of those discs
of bleach that slowly melt
and clean over time?
i'm not a fan of grime
Wednesday, July 18, 2007
Are you happy yet?
you seem to be still squeezing
that last little thread, the one
connected to my favorite sweater
just let go of it please, i need it
for wintertime and chilly air
plus you have your own sweater
now and i really think you should
wear it more often, if you wash it
with a little fabric softener, you'll
find it's just as nice as mine ever was
so please good sir go visit the dry
cleaner or the laundromat or something
just get your hands off my damn sweater
and let me go about my business
without you dragging along like a
coattail which looks pretty silly on
knitted wool/cotton blends
that last little thread, the one
connected to my favorite sweater
just let go of it please, i need it
for wintertime and chilly air
plus you have your own sweater
now and i really think you should
wear it more often, if you wash it
with a little fabric softener, you'll
find it's just as nice as mine ever was
so please good sir go visit the dry
cleaner or the laundromat or something
just get your hands off my damn sweater
and let me go about my business
without you dragging along like a
coattail which looks pretty silly on
knitted wool/cotton blends
everything is light or the absense of
light peering under a valance
narrowed by a crystal vase
balances on a pinpoint
hole burning soul turning
fiery dart from the sun
says top of the morning
wake up and smell it
melting fabric symbolic
of last weeks doubts
happily snapping up your
eyelids and exposing iris
and pupil ready to learn
the truth from the clear
light of day
narrowed by a crystal vase
balances on a pinpoint
hole burning soul turning
fiery dart from the sun
says top of the morning
wake up and smell it
melting fabric symbolic
of last weeks doubts
happily snapping up your
eyelids and exposing iris
and pupil ready to learn
the truth from the clear
light of day
*swoon*
delightful in the mid-morning
and refreshing to the eyes
clean like toothpaste all minty
sun-sweetened like raisins
without the wrinkles
which are unattractive
it's all about love these days
soft springy and delicious
that's springy as in boing boing
cuz that's the sound my heart
makes, it has a new trampoline
in the shape of your palm
and refreshing to the eyes
clean like toothpaste all minty
sun-sweetened like raisins
without the wrinkles
which are unattractive
it's all about love these days
soft springy and delicious
that's springy as in boing boing
cuz that's the sound my heart
makes, it has a new trampoline
in the shape of your palm
Thursday, July 05, 2007
True Love Waits For The Chickens To Be Hatched Before Crossing Its Bridges and Dotting Its I's
I imagine us like something inevitable
But not inevitable in the way of
Death or taxes, or even like destiny
Serendipity perhaps, or the way
Pollock splattered paint into art
A masterpiece of happenstance
But not inevitable in the way of
Death or taxes, or even like destiny
Serendipity perhaps, or the way
Pollock splattered paint into art
A masterpiece of happenstance
