lundi, mars 28, 2005

C'est Fini




Past Tense

brigitte ~ ya so?




you wouldn't?

mercredi, mars 23, 2005

Valentine's Day 2005


jo©

jeudi, mars 17, 2005

Plasma





Maybe
you would
have stayed
if
I'd
had the nerve
to tell you.

all i wanted to do
was make love to you
with dual headphones
while your music
played on my
old-school
walkman
between
our chests
like
a shared heart.
your sounds
circulating
like plasma.
jo©

mercredi, mars 16, 2005


The sweetest thing a lover ever told me was that I was like fine Swiss schakolad. Over and over again. C'est dommage. M. Montreal

mardi, mars 15, 2005

What Would We possibly Have To Say-------Ask Yourself





I've dated
A doctor
A lawyer

Don't think
I've had
An indian chief.

Give me an artist
A dreamer
Someone of substance.

Not money on
A brain
Ill spent.

Take The Man


Full of charisma
and charm.

dimanche, mars 13, 2005

Hot Spot


jeudi, mars 10, 2005

Charlie Danger




Charlie "Danger " Young

Charlie was a sing ching bing Chinese guy
That I worked with
When I waitressed in a Chinese restaurant
For 5 years.

He was our appetizer chef.
He had a range.

Charlie heated up the cast iron
Plates for the sizzling rice dishes.

He wore army boots and
Spit into a bucket next to his stove

"Danger!
Hot plate!"

"Look out
It bourn you
You know?"

Charlie also fried the dumplings.
20 minutes they took.

If you forgot to order them
You were in trouble.

Saturday night
"Charlie are my dumplings ready?"

"Don't aska."

"Um, but my customer wants to know."

"DON"T ASKA! I KILL YOU!"

"Um,"

WHAM!
Army boot in the shin.

Don't aska.

Charlie Danger

mercredi, mars 09, 2005

Sun Cam Senh



Sun Cam Senh
From the killing fields of Cambodia.
He wrote me love letters
On yellow lined paper.
The real kind.
Professing
His love to me.
Promising to honor
Any union of
Mine.
With
His presence.
What a sweetheart
I didn't deserve him.

hearts

lundi, mars 07, 2005

Americana