The Ocean Was Ours. . [to say you're mine]

and you lay your head down, stop fighting..
I'm watching from inside the glass-- the curious glass with the residue shine.
.scrape every trace of you from my skin.
and remove myself from our own sky.. .
I dont even remember our last kiss, but it must have consumed me.
tore at my face.I can barely see. .
[walking barefoot on the cement sand]
...
I remember you. And for the first time the black does not wound me..
I am cradled, I am safe.

Shock this spine, but hold my hand--this morning
will be our only chance.
and January will never be the same.
No moment will be like ours.
I did love you, I did love myself.
My hair in your hands, my sympathetic smiles at what I knew would end.
[marijuana]

...

lets take our beautiful escape
to where? to where?

Leave me to write sonnets in spanish, graced with harmonies of the melancholy violin.
the ocean appears fake.
a plastic painting in which I'd cast myself as ash..
.to taste the sweet salt.
fire to my wounds..let them be singed shut
so that I will feel nothing, and place my heart back into my torn chest...
hope, oh hope..
I wish I did not know hope.

Nothing can stay with me forever...

my grasp too loose
[ wont you shake me until I am calm]
my hands thrown mangled
hold them, we're through
....
hope.nothing.



the first kiss was almost as good as the last