missed connection

I was scared of you at first
you jumped me with a hug
I felt
thick platform victorious secret boots
balancing dark hair, dark eyes, dark little smirks
you were my j.lo
we walked to the black and white video store
you grabbed a copy of Eraserhead
laying belly down on the mattress in an empty room
reassuring me
you would be a great director soon
I wonder where you are now
I always felt like you had something i didn't
like you were a weed breaking up through the city's pavement

Nobody is happier than me.

"the trouble weve seen"

I will listen to you
the entire night
and chain smoke
only if necessary
sniveling, running water
from my deep deep bathroom sink
its swallowing
what nobody knows

In the sweetest voice possible
you told me
some girls just can't hold their liquor
well
every day since I've been holding it
waiting out
like its the hot commodity
to be sold on corners of blake street and high

When I've saved up enough
I will sell it
to the arab cigarette dealer
that made comments about my ass
in a foreign language
he assumed we couldn't understand

Greeting Card

She never really liked the stars
what others described as sites of beauty forged by balls of burning gas.
She took more pride in the fire flies in her own back yard
they were just as beautiful and much more unpredictable.