Fifteen Micros
Parker Tettleton
Were Still in Tennessee
We come back, its not my birthday. Were not virgins or in as much love. The arcades still here, the river rocks are as sharp & as cold as I remember. Maybe I shouldnt drink beer on the deck I helped your father paint. We were single, unsexed then. I left Christmas a day early to be with you.
Broad Shoulders
Whatever I say I mean You are my pernicious lullaby. My love has a hitchhikers thumb. My favorite singer is a black Camaro with the same first name as Elviss wife. My favorite song doesnt mention speeding tickets. Every time I remember You dont know just how much I miss you.
Im Not Working Out
Or in bed with my version of a girl that goes by my mothers middle name. Everything after is the price of the price of. Id lick your neck & learn a new language. Youre so honest neither of us knows what it means. I circle How much of me wont you forget?
Or Anyone Else Thinks (It Is)
I eat something of yours & promise It wasnt sexual. Im more omnivore recently & not sure this shirt is the color you think it is. A pop in the microwave is never good unless youre remembering childhood or simply there. I want to grocery shop, have two hundred dollars that arent mine, dont steal (usually), & smell like Ive made friends with the glass behind a camel.
Periodical
Lets be honest about touching each other: it never works. We make sandwiches out of newspaper. Youve been where youre going without me. It means I oven. Whole grain doesnt burn like a bitch.
Runner
Im going to drink out of a cup & a can, try not to touch my nose. Touch my nose. Ive been What about you? Dont answer if youre not sharing a leg. Im not awful Im honest. Theres a way to get Here like Before is an ant you didnt quite finish with your shoe.
The Perils of : Lunch
I want the sandwich you make when neither of us are having sex. Im always never. Please invent a meaning & email to ghostoflectricity@yahoo.com. Im this because Im still drunk, not hung over, & I really want a fucking. Sandwich, too.
Part
I need a Ruth because Im less. Its May & the last five: I was arrested, nothing I remember, in a relationship, arrested, out of a relationship. The theme is Ive been here. It’s honest the first time you step onto a stage.
Study
Im too honest to say what I think, my livers curling, just opened a vent. Anything with periods should be true. Honest in if not outside. If every something was one long sentence what would get left out? I didnt wait for You to answer when you were here! Back to back to.
Tonight
I have a hard-on for the ghosts of ugly women. At least I think so when I pretend theyre with me in the bathroom on the toilet sucking & sitting, eyes rolled back. Ive written a story called Classic. It wasnt my first. You arent either, but you are tonight.
Peanut Butter
I only partially know where you are, even less about before. When someone asks I type Y E S. That might be just for today but its as true as I can reach. Listening is the always poem. I end quicker than I begin.
Im Doing What You Are
Only some things mean I will never speak to you again. Im less concerned about the speaking & more about the seeing. Maybe I think of me but Who Cares? There is no sentence fairy. Im not in bed, working out, or eating. Youre guessing like there’s anything else.
Sir Curl
I don’t love small talk but Ill knock on your door. Im full of this thing called. My left lower cheek is warming rubbers. I bet you know how to end where you are.
Mean Always
Touching my hair doesnt guarantee a foldout. Im true as maybe. Where did you buy what you do? I dont click my greens, answer news in the bathroom.
Sheets
We couldve had beers but never made it past the opposite mouth. Knowing the difference mightve been a part, or all, or nothing. I want you I say years, mirrors later, at myself. We hear when were asleep.
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