Monday, December 8, 2014

Pieces of body

All the pieces of body 
Bones, blood, skin glued
Together with minimization
And denial. The stickiest substance ever created.
They've dissolved now
A puddle leaving
My dress, earrings, and shoes lonely
On the bathroom floor.

Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Parking lot

I forgot my glasses
This morning.
Started driving.
noticed 
Eventually
Not any change to my vision
But a dull ache
Alerting my eyes
That they had to try harder.

A different space
Between my eyes 
And that tree.
The same tree
For a hundred years
Eyes a telescope lens
Smudged with Vaseline