geode days
walking back from your house
in the flat october sun,
indian summer, or whatever they call it
when the rains don't come.
counting the steps it takes
from your front door to mine.
the preferred alternative to thought
at this time.
two girls skim by on bikes
their conversation on the breeze.
"yesterday he took me ring shopping."
i look down at my feet, count 22, 23...
and my diamondless fingers
comb the thin october air.
i think of ways to spend the day,
change my name or dye my hair.
something drastic needs to crack these geode days
these uncracked geode days so round and small..
so that crystal shatters
and clings to my skin,
so that it shimmers on my fingers
next time i let you in.
in the flat october sun,
indian summer, or whatever they call it
when the rains don't come.
counting the steps it takes
from your front door to mine.
the preferred alternative to thought
at this time.
two girls skim by on bikes
their conversation on the breeze.
"yesterday he took me ring shopping."
i look down at my feet, count 22, 23...
and my diamondless fingers
comb the thin october air.
i think of ways to spend the day,
change my name or dye my hair.
something drastic needs to crack these geode days
these uncracked geode days so round and small..
so that crystal shatters
and clings to my skin,
so that it shimmers on my fingers
next time i let you in.