The Ones
A love in the making
Not Yet a Memory
Eight Ten Oh Seven
Pain
The Water
Paper Umbrellas
Castle Builders
Dream Suite
Paper Umbrellas
She walked in her tiny paper galoshes. She held her tiny cocktail umbrella. And the rain began to soak through. The rain was dew distant and amber. Stretches of planes of puddles collected on her dark eyelashes in pools and dripped into her drink.
Her drink was black and blue.
Her resolution was flimsy and flashy (and light,)
and it felt like it was being
held up by rubber bands.
24 cocktail umbrellas no cock; no tail. 24 hours in a day
24 days sober
3 rainbows 8 rainstorms
and 12 cheap toothpicks poking
into her eyeballs
6 in each eye
Yes, that's what it felt like.
And all the world was spinging and turning,
opening and closing like hypnotic umbrellas.
She drank.
24 cocktail umbrellas no cock; no tail. 24 hours in a day
24 days sober
3 rainbows 8 rainstorms
and 12 cheap toothpicks poking
into her eyeballs
6 in each eye
Yes, that's what it felt like.
And all the world was spinging and turning,
opening and closing like hypnotic umbrellas.
She drank.
