September '09

Scribbled lists and thick-rimmed glasses
Two identical cars
      parked next to each other
           in a parking lot
Emotion needs no grammar
Black trees against a backdrop of storm cloud-peach
Beehive ceilings
Stagnant goodbyes
That curious fluttering feeling
      when a stranger walks close to you
Her body moves like air, as if born from the wind
Swimming in burlap
Daylight fades like an old photograph
Linear bruises against white skin
The awful crunch of an apple between sensitive teeth
A guy with a limp and a girl with hair as long as she is
Taking blood from the vein of an arm
      like siphoning gasoline from a car
The feeling of walking at night
      when no one is around
           as if humankind ceases to exist
The sudden impulse to taste or smell or feel a person
      rather than see them
The soft, sultry way smoke rises from a cigarette
     like a question