Tuesday, January 6, 2004

La-Bella

Middle Eastern words on the wall
Before men who do not recognize deep exhaustion
Gloved hands and purple lips seem small
In this room full of pizza utterly lacking perfection
My insomniac wants sleep
Like shoes needs a sole – like they need a soul
Like their eyes all search and into my veins seep
Missing cars, stolen keys
My car outside on the street w flowers from “mom and dad” on the seat
Ten minutes of perfection comes with ease
Jan. 6, 2004

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