Jul 07, 2009 13:06
21. white wine
crisp apple without the dental benefits. Tastes like a cheap metal bell played by a rusted hammer that Jimmy boy found next to the tree stump.
22. wet tears on your face
Depending on the temperatrure you can tell the cause of the moist drips that fall down the contours of my pudgy cheek. If the tears are cold and plentiful- that's the wind's fault. If they're hot and sticky a cat's dander was involved. And if they're hot and reach the underside of my chin- please hold me close.
23. a brick
Why is it that time is the best aggressive force twards a brick. Its porous nature allows water to penetrate it or roots to attach breaking it down until it loses it's man-made shape.
9. a pillow
The topography of our pillow is clearly marked by the edges of water's travels from our lips, it speaks softy of lavendar, stale whiskey and is dusted by the brittle hairs of a sleepy pup.
10. a hot cup of coffee
What is life, if not a hot cup of coffee? It's the blood of the quick moved feet, the heated hormones that motivate young lovers to touch, it is the idea connector, the butt outta bed maker, and when it's through with you, it takes with it the waste that threatens to eat at your guts.
11. the welcoming bark of a dog
She's trying to say, "where were you" but hasn't any words. She's trying to say, "Come closer to me" but it comes out in scratches on the window. She's trying to say, "I honor you" but gets a swat at the nose. An old friend has returned, who knows how long, this is her love song.
12. wood
A child learns the satifaction of breaking a twig- not so much the breaking of it, but "snap" or the "crack" with the release of tension in their hands. They don't see, right away, that action which cannot be undone and usual toss it to abandonment in search of much destruction.
13. a bench
It's the perfect balance between back support and leg support, the horizontal and the vertical are supported but oh the head must suffer.
14.television
I have a love/hate relationship with my television. Value transporter, communicator, teacher and nanny. Lover, hater, lurker, and plant stand. Dream maker, lullabye, and waster of time.
15. seedless grapes
Once you peel back the outer coverings, the squish of the green-tasting plant cells can massage your tongue. Sometimes cold and bitter, sometimes warm and sweet- it is helpless to protect itself agains the piercing teeth. They're useless, you know. Not useless- puposeless. What is the purpose of a seedless grape? It doesn't contribute anything to the grape society. The grapes with seeds want nothing less than to be eaten to be pooped or dropped to the ground to propigate the species. But a seedless grape- can't. It can't sew, or write, it doesn't make policy changes, or invent ways to live in space. Its only task is to be more pleasant to eat than the very purpose driven seeded grape. Poor poor seedless grapes.
16. being nauseous
This is the conversation. No no no. I dont' wanna. But if I do it, I know I'll feel better. okay. I'll do it. non onononono!!! Not goin-
17. spilling a liquid
There was a moment, right before it happened, the realization that there was a change in motion-unexpected chane in motion in the copper kettle I was lifting above my head. In that moment, I couldn't figure it out- but I knew something wasn't quite right. That shift in motion, a sloshing motion as I described it later, was just slow enough not to trigger the danger alarm. The moment passed the shift changed to strong uncontrolled motion, the tipping the wetting, skipping over a simple drip to full prankster's dream drenching