Forks and Spoons and Knives

 

Forks and spoons and knives

swiftly folded into linens that hold my attention

I hope you polish away those water spots

I hope you talk to the dishwasher like love is not lost
and admire his likeness to godliness
 I hope this will drive you crazy in that way that will make you crazy

 

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Comforter

I feel certain
The world is a blanket
A soft heap to fall into

I feel more certain
The earth is a blanket
A soft heap to lay down on.

Loose-Kneed Neurotics

Starry sky when the moon is out
You kissed me tonight, I mean I kissed you
Knocked-kneed lovers
mouths closed with a wednesday smile
Maybe if we never open our mouths again
we'll last forever

October appears, hot then cold
We strip off our clothes, trade our tanks for coats
Loose-lipped lovers
thursday gods throwing thunder bolts
I know you do not need me, I mean I need you
you and tomorrow