Transposition

UNTITLED AND FORGOTTEN

You make me laugh.

A tiny statue
in a city
of broken monuments.

THE WALTZ

My refrigerator is
dancing with me.

We both like milk.

ADVENTURES AT NIGHT

Sometimes i think about doing something
really crazy
really cool
really bold
at nighttime.

and sometimes i do it
because things just feel
    so different
at night.

but sometimes i don't do anything,
and in the morning,
       think,
thank god i didn't do that dumb thing
i thought was so great last night.

But then,
when the idea is still
            so cool
in the morning

i feel

        brilliant.

NOW IT IS OUR TURN TO PLAY

you hand me your knight
and i give you my pawn.
we play chess until dawn comes.
      Do you like chess?

i don't.

KARMA

I remember when I used to stay awake
at night
and dream about you:
you surprising me,
you coming back to me,
you loving me like never before.

And today,
I threw those dreams away
and danced on them
because they haven't happened yet.
and now, i don't care if they ever will!

And I really mean that!

So now i am going to dance around my room
again.

hahaha!

NOT ALL THE TIME

sometimes i wonder 
               who loves me.
    and sometimes
      that makes me cry,
because sometimes
     i just don't know.

          but sometimes that is ok.

BEDROOM ELEPHANTS

Bedroom elephants

play hide-and-seek,
   but never
    win.

(it's hard for them
        to fit
    underneath   
my furniture.)

I AM NOT AFRAID

i am not afraid
     of losing you.
it's happened before
and you came back.

but now, i am thinking
that if i lose you forever
you will be nowhere
and i will still be somewhere.

and that would still be ok.

.

TO HEAVEN AND BACK AGAIN

(or, WHY METAPHORS ABOUT HEAVEN ARE WORTHLESS)

it's like when you fall
            in love,
and think,
    "oh my god,
i could make this person

                breakfast,

`        every morning,
    until forever."

So you start buying eggs,
        and thinking about strawberries,
    and orange juice,

and only then realize --
        she hates breakfast.

    she wouldn't even have breakfast
                for dinner.

so you try to imagine
    the seduction of her black bean burritos,

but just cant.

    and you're back already.

PUNGENT THUMBTACKS

pungent thumbtacks
        hold onto
     the pictures of you
    i want to forget.

you stink.

and so do my thumbtacks.