Friday, October 10, 1997

Solitaire (1997)

She deals the cards and frowns,
Silently surveys her hand.
She lays three cards down
And thinks, but doesn't understand

Two cards she finds to pair
One red and one of opposite black
Face cards she lays with care
Queen in front, king in back

With stiff limbs and a poker face
She plays according to rules
Set down in another time and place
By sympathetic fools

Darkly through the glass
She greets another day
She comes to an impasse
It cannot go her way.

Spreading cards across the floor
She quits the fatal game there
And gets up, heading toward the door
Thinking it's just solitaire

Tuesday, May 13, 1997

You Were Never There (1997)

I had a dream last night that a package came
Full of those styrofoam peanuts
I dug and dug and finally found
A shiny brand new you
An invoice on your shoulder

And then I saw you in the mall the other day
You looked so bright I wondered were you plastic?
And then the whole scene coalesced
And you weren't there at all
And a chord struck me

You were never there
Your body was an empty shell your smile
Went on for miles but you were 
Stone cold dead in the head
And now I guess I shouldn't wonder why you don't care
You weren't there

I had a dream last night that a package came
This time I sent it back return to sender
Last night I dreamt I buried you six feet under
Underneath a load of styrofoam popcorn