chimera

it looks like this diary has fizzled but that
is simply not true

it just got some new shoes

and walked over here

bubble talk

did you ever start talking
to someone and feel like
it was all bubbles and smoke
to them? did you

ever hear yourself
say something and
wish
it was underwater

did you ever
lay across your bed
and cross your legs
like a school-girl
when talking became
so delightful

you did not know what else
to do

i suppose the thread there
is that the words reaching
someone are rare and
suddenly you become

a mermaid when

finally
understood

watching

i am watching a man on a rooftop
smoking a cigarette looking down
on the world wondering whether
to jump or start a revolution

i am watching a man on a rooftop
who looks like he shouldn't be there
but he likes that it is dangerous and now

i am watching that man look straight across
at me

sometimes i love pizza

sometimes i love pizza more than anything, really
more than nearly being there
or even being here
even

but i've been thinking lately
that everything keeps turning faster
no matter what i do
to slow it down

not even pizza helps

i think could write miles about this
but that would even waste more time

in fact i might marry a slice if i had to

i keep thinking of things i want to marry

and fuck

storytelling

you really know how to tell a story
you do

to knot and inch and bind
to cast and crochet

to find abalone
under lumber jackets

and crows deep under the weight
of snow

i like watching you doing something
you are naturally good at. it's like
tying a boot

i love watching you weave
the old recipes
slightly shifting the ingredients
each time

but what i love most
is everyone else
bending slightly backward to swallow
your small joys and your
large truths

lagoon

sometimes i think i am a moat

surrounding you with a dull life foam

and then i realize i am a
hurricane of love

limp
in your blue water

i want to be a lagoon
of fevered green ecstasy

not waves, really
or any other mess of water

just a moment of ferment, fervent
perfect and fecund

devilishly kind flowers blossoming
while it happens

and my fire could never be squelched
by your dire strings of reason

dying, drying everything

while i lay back
in my sick swamp as the arrows
stack into me

you report nothing
from your long beach chair
impossible glutton
of harmlessness

thus fraudulent and gorgeous
adulterous laughter appears
from nowhere, everywhere

let us laugh

let us
wait for your emotion to
appear, let us

know

know how good pink looks
alongside green

in this inevitable sequence of events

private

we are so private

even when we are alone
we are alone, together

when we are on display
we are so private

so private like
pirates'
wild hearts
fighting flight

we
quietly display affection
slay onlookers

from time to time and

love everything about
one another but

we

are so private

sometimes i do not know
if we are ever going
to merge

into the sea