Wednesday, January 7, 2009

shickus

we peeled apart the head of cabbage
salted the leaves
baked the cake
she popped right out to surprise him
in the dimly lit western bungalow
tan carpets and brown chairs
pencil thin thrift shop mustache
earthquake chandelier
nosebleed over lips
she bruises easily
and we drank so much black tea
that we almost got ahead of ourselves
sharing ideas and sparkling eyes
while he ate pizza and watched
george clooney

1 comment:

september Spring said...

those words really plowed me!