Friday, October 10, 2008

Ladies (2008)

I have a friend who's a wonderful cook
If I could I'd live in her kitchen.
I'd pant like an excited pet
And have love in a doggy dish.

I know a girl who cuts her arms.
Why do I bleed, she asks me.
I don't know what else to do
But tell her that my heart bleeds too.

A pale woman with eyes like fire 
Gave me peace from her cool fountain. 
I splashed and drank, my shoes got wet 
And she kicked off her shoes and ran. 

I'll sleep.  When I awake, I'll be fine.
I'll smile and joke and laugh.
I'll think about a friend, a girl and a woman.
Gentle ladies all, fragile my heart.