Tuesday, February 2, 2010

countess

for my birthday, i think i'll probably get
a bottle of Southern Comfort and some comforting cash.
I want to grow up this year and I will.

I want clicking heels, cigar smoke, bags of sugar-cocaine,
considering acid, cs_004_handin

% this won't show up in my program.

Blow us up and blow us away, dandelion seeds
dancing in the breeze,
trees bending.

I've been low lately and it's fine,
he hasn't called but that isn't a crime.
Just a wish. Just a design.
Me, I'm left with just a sigh and his back,
like way-back-when, like before.

% MORE HIDDEN MESSAGES, MORE

Let's just talk about it.

1 comment:

Coweh said...

oh, kerri the computer programmer. it's a new look.

my word verification is: heman.