Bodies

When we were liquid
and our bodies flowed,
we dribbled down into
all the crevices
we could find, 

seeing, feeding, dreaming
of every new dark to make light,
of all the new sunsets to make night.

When we were molten
and our shapes soft,
we rose from underground
to embrace the air,

sensing, needing, forcing
each molecule to flow,
each new memory to be known.

Our bodies,
former selves,
cooled and heavy, are now
hardened into shells.

goodbye mr. saturn

goodbye mr. saturn
because it's time for
you to recede into the
distance as my dawn,
more likely morning,
(or morbidly, twilight)
recedes into mid-day.

Elegy Seven

A fizzled memory of

the un-comfortable silence
on the phone,

I'd built a cage around
my denial of you
and put myself in it,

since it felt safer.

I avoided your eyes,
avoided you.

You probably deserved better from me.

If it's any consolation,
a ghost haunts my brain
with visions of how I might
have saved you, and wonders aloud
"good god I hope she wasn't alone,"
afraid that you could have been.

Found things

"I was being put under for a wisdom tooth extraction a few years back, and it was the first time i've ever had anesthesia. They used injection method rather than gas, so they told me to watch the fluids going in so i could gauge when i'd feel sleepy. I had this idea that i would say something like "oh no, doc, i've lost my eyesight" or something else preposterous. Before i could collect my thoughts i just immediately blurted "well shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit" (my voice progressively getting lower) and passed out."

When I heard you say
"you are a father the moment you enter me"

I thought I'd be clever:

"well
shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit"