may the circle be unbroken
"ok now Amy,
doncha think there is a relationship here between the POT and the GARDENER
if the bonsai is a woman"
talking marge piercy with a fifteen year old
has become the highlight of my week
my hair looks like cameron diaz's in being john malkovich
NEFA feels like camp nowhere
i am spending too much effort on a mixed tape for jami
and i have put love songs on there
which i have to admit
aren't entirely for her.
at night i talk to ben on the phone
usually for an hour
and i line up all the recent anecdotes of my life and shoot them at him with a slingshot
and usually my sentences end in "eehh heh..."
we've only really been alone like three times.
but here he is about to come to hollins for a week!?
it's funny how shame rises to the surface when love comes to town.
who knows who knows
at night i slip into jo's bed
which is as big as a room itself
she turns on the heater and does a dance
to the clanking
we lay and talk about our gillian welch future
then i roll over and
she holds me tight around the middle
i want to run through afton state park
and also go to the deerpath house
choke on that dirty riverwater
tonight i am in roanoke
feeling kinda like reality bites, janene garofalo,
i am going to drink and watch gin play pool for her birthday.
my skin is itchy and outside it smells kind of wet and metallic.
doncha think there is a relationship here between the POT and the GARDENER
if the bonsai is a woman"
talking marge piercy with a fifteen year old
has become the highlight of my week
my hair looks like cameron diaz's in being john malkovich
NEFA feels like camp nowhere
i am spending too much effort on a mixed tape for jami
and i have put love songs on there
which i have to admit
aren't entirely for her.
at night i talk to ben on the phone
usually for an hour
and i line up all the recent anecdotes of my life and shoot them at him with a slingshot
and usually my sentences end in "eehh heh..."
we've only really been alone like three times.
but here he is about to come to hollins for a week!?
it's funny how shame rises to the surface when love comes to town.
who knows who knows
at night i slip into jo's bed
which is as big as a room itself
she turns on the heater and does a dance
to the clanking
we lay and talk about our gillian welch future
then i roll over and
she holds me tight around the middle
i want to run through afton state park
and also go to the deerpath house
choke on that dirty riverwater
tonight i am in roanoke
feeling kinda like reality bites, janene garofalo,
i am going to drink and watch gin play pool for her birthday.
my skin is itchy and outside it smells kind of wet and metallic.