No one knows she masterbates in public
The happy are not
without that deaf noise
and what I want to call lily pads
redeam me of my fear of plastic plants.
Under the full moon we
were afraid to lay back.
The letter and the mother
a scene walking up the
driveway, certainties that she'll
cash in rise from the watching of light
the horizontal second floor bed
on the miniature lake through
clearning made by Dutch Elm's Disease.
There were peices that lunged
and colors that swelled
hesitant or deeply quiet
thigh across thigh
hopping between the traffic
and carved out of old carpet stains;
we are haunted and
no matter jealous fantasies we will
later find ourselves among,
still we do stand atop our dead selves
all sag mouthed and certain.
without that deaf noise
and what I want to call lily pads
redeam me of my fear of plastic plants.
Under the full moon we
were afraid to lay back.
The letter and the mother
a scene walking up the
driveway, certainties that she'll
cash in rise from the watching of light
the horizontal second floor bed
on the miniature lake through
clearning made by Dutch Elm's Disease.
There were peices that lunged
and colors that swelled
hesitant or deeply quiet
thigh across thigh
hopping between the traffic
and carved out of old carpet stains;
we are haunted and
no matter jealous fantasies we will
later find ourselves among,
still we do stand atop our dead selves
all sag mouthed and certain.