Tuesday, August 30, 2005

Another Spoken Word Poem

{I don't think you can hear me. Maybe if I whisper it soft and slow in your ear. Maybe if I scream right out loud.}


Dear Lady, Woman, Baby,
Set your eyes on fire,
Kiss moonlight, moonshine, until you're drunk
And you stumble
Onto me.

Heartshake, heartbreak.
Opium kisses and candy hearts.
You talk like a stranger.

Do you speak their language?
Their tongue and yours combined?
Fuel for breath.
An iridescent oil that slips through your hands,
And onto broken piano keys.
Play a melody for me, will you?
My jukebox has forgotten the tune.

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