lumps of gravy

Jun 22, 2005 14:28

its 2:28pm
and i am making eggs.
not because i wanted them for lunch.
but because like all the other days.
i just woke up.
i am whispering to the lawn that i will be out tommrow
i am looking at the sun come in through a green wine bottle
i am waiting for things to change
this is summer
i could be at the beach burning my skin
or making ballon animals in the park
i am watching the gravy bubble
it takes me back to chocolate milk bubble i blew with a sluppy straw
the kind that loops around... around
the kind that never really gets clean
grows black milk molds
and becomes bath tub toys
i am thinking about soggy diper bottom
exploded on pavement next to my car
in mall parking lots
this world as a trash can
this computer a waste
but i am still right here
dumping on it
i have a ginger ale bottle filled with cherry stems and pits
a plate with a paper towel on it
an orange that will never get eatten
two unpaid bills
flea bites
and
you.
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