Monday, October 26, 2009

the man and Sam still somewhere over there playing

church bell grazing this park

the food situation so difficult for a single nonparent

SINKs: single-income no kids

the spoon hunched over how much I need that food

I want dinner in my stomach, dessert at home with an optician husband

peoples' heads move so strangely when they talk

talking about their nicotine addictions like they're proud

how I am not part of a couple

without talking about hangovers

a woman pleading with her guy and smelling of hair dryer

three minutes to go until I get to go up and see the Monet

I don't have to look sexy I don't have to look miserable

iron rabbit teeth wanting to crunch something

the morning the tail feather touched heat

ice stung with wayward shores

did I tell you about the pot plant growing in my son's room he would never admit to it but it was yellow as a garden

the angel tail throw rug

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