Monday, June 28, 2004

I'm not sure what i'm going to do with this yet...

I ran across this old piece last night and I was wondering if you guys had any comments.



Meet me on 7th

I can see you all the way down the block. When you reach the toy store you finally see me, too. You smile and tilt your head (I love how you mimic the dog). Shoulders relaxing now, you stop and let me come to you.

I love the way you watch me.

A few seconds later, I’m in your arms and you’re bending to meet my face. I want you to hug me harder, but I know you will not. You think I’m fragile. You think we’re all fragile. I reach up and put my hand on your neck and pull you in. I am stronger than you. Our faces meet and now we’re ready.

The city swirls around us. People applaud while others jeer and I just can’t stop the burning in my cheeks. Our kisses erase hours of work and doubt and loneliness. I can’t help but think, as my tongue meets yours, that this is why all these people are in this wretched city. They’ve come to see us become lovers on their block.

I can see you all the way down the block. When you reach the toy store you finally see me, too. You smile and tilt your head (I love how you mimic the dog). Shoulders relaxing now, you stop and let me come to you.

“Hey, how’s it going?”

I give you a high five and pretend I’m not thinking how nice it would be if we all lived in my head.