Sensibly Scattered LexisHow are you?
Insubstantial soap bubbles
Some people forget, you know.
Soap bubbles, again, how many times? Can you hear that tiny... pop!
I'm not used to surprises- I saw you last weekend.
Glimmering, rainbow spheres, you gaze never ends, if when you stare for one eon
That song was playing, with the bells. And for some reason I thought about last Christmas and the broken dishes and when I found you in the
cave. We joked about Jesus. Greasy hair, broken promises, fractured laughter.
I couldn't help but stare. I'm sorry, it wasn't right of me.
Stare all you like, there's nothing here. See
Let me finish. When I saw you I wanted to go out and buy a pine tree, make it all up. Then I remembered it's October and I couldn't buy you a tree but I could get you a pumpkin but that wouldn't make sense. It's just a part of me, to run with things. It wouldn't have made sense, would it?
Christmas is Pagan. Your eyes looked primitive and wild when we first met, touched, melded.
I should have drop
About your unconscious.
Sort of like those perspirant desires,
Look at a mirror plane.
Red, blue eyes.
And say to you;
Love is not a chemical compound produced in the heart muscle.
soft KickCal Poly Pomona Green leaves
scatter across your flitting eyelids
Vague, motherly milieu
Pine needles prick
Tonight is the last for a very long time;