Tuesday, October 20, 2015

Corona Comma Constant

Where do your eyes fall when you look at me? When you walk in  I wind up the tape in order to record the next three hours. There's a flea in my ear. It whispers "you're foolish for liking him" and "he's not for you." All the seconds sprinkle whole minutes into moments and sheet out into hours and the finished product remains the last m o m e n t  we are together. Side glances and the way you stand so close over me. You standing around me today, when I was shelving, I could tell you were watching me. I could tell. I don't want to fail you. I want to sit in your car and listen to Mazzy Star. Racing against you, the way you smell fills me up like warm milk in a jug. I want you to swagger around me, I want to meet your friends, I want to go where you go.


Sunday, October 4, 2015

Mein Professor

I am irritated that I don't have my notes here to copy-type my evidence of you. All of a sudden I got really tired.