RED DRESS
red dress.
whirls me around,
stares me down.
coquette smile.
do you remember...
my name...?
because i don't.
remembers yours.
another time,
another life,
another me.
you were there...
and you...
and you, and you...
all faces
with no names.
but we had some
good times, didn't we?
UNTITLED #1
duct tape
tambourine
hypnotically
melancholic
things i
never knew
about
you
making banjos
and finding yourself
striking
chords
bleeding
notes
UNTITLED#2
well you sure got my attention...
put those boots to work.
sling yourself over that guitar...
and willow-weep me a story,
honey-dripped
and silver-tipped.
full of that stuff
that jump-starts the heart,
and buckles the will.
draw the duende
out of it's slumber
and tear through
the thousand veils i'm lost in...
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Hey you- just thought I would leave you a comment and say that I really enjoyed that last one- untitled #2. love you :)
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