Friday, November 27, 2009

old subs

thanks for the poems.

9 comments:

Anonymous said...

windows
crayons


in my heart
the choir members
are rats melted like ash.

the on-
fire

glass

Anonymous said...

strange time
in the backyard

so many birds
all black
pecking at snow

with the frenzy
of stars, reversing.

Anonymous said...

hi, it's me. please delete that windows-crayons poem. i will post something better. p.s. that cool animated looks-like-a-penis image is fucking up. like animated images do. parts become a black curtain. ~t

Anonymous said...

i meant... i WANT to post something better. lol

Anonymous said...

o! sarah!

our doe eyed beauty
when will you go cougar?

hiccup said...

dear t

i like that poem. do i have to not use it?

Anonymous said...

sensualist
betoken of dirt
flower singer
pale dark
heart

Anonymous said...

The Daughter Of Christmas

I never thought my love
would taste like black
bean soup
heated from a can
you refused
to eat

or that this is the third time I wiped out your hard drive

i only hoped to show you the value
of love
forgiving its self
but I realize it's
too cold
in every bedroom

& I ought to move the kitchen into it
or I may never surivie
living alone

Anonymous said...

Trying to hide the light under a bag of circles

watch steam whisps
rise from 2am, a cup - the world
seems black & red and white & grey and green
the broiler - my new home - the va
a section eight - voucher and holly jolly
work for a living I don't - please chance
give to another sleepless night
I rise, I rise
but not to the sun
or your moon
beam