Tag Archives: stories

Chapter 2 – A Week of Me

7 Sep

Sunday

It was dark

No one came out to play

Monday

It was snowing

At home we will stay

Tuesday

Lessons to learn

You are far away

Wednesday

Back to Rixuland

For fun and games

Thursday

Pizza at the asshole club

For my drinks, who will pay?

Friday

Prepare for tomorrow

Another weekend day

Saturday

No letters to send

None received

I love you, see you soon

Is what I used to say

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Chapter 2 – My Self Is

10 Aug

My self is

Foreign to me now

How I wish that I

Might find the woman who

Lives inside my body

She told me a story once

About a man

I can believe her if I choose

She said

Someday you will be happy, I promise

And he said

I love you

Chapter 2 – His Pride

4 Aug

His pride

A youthful tongue of

Fire agate

His jealousy

A raging bull, red with

The honor of my name

His eyes

A green briar, luring

Innocents to love.

He lives by a code unknown to any other

Yet by the law

He makes amends for his greed and

Ignorance

Suffering the pain

In his own loss

Of innocence.

He is a man.

Gregarious and kind.

His smile is the joy of a thousand

Irishmen.

His embrace

Heals heartbreak and

Loneliness.

He is all of this and

Nothing less

He is my only cousin

And I love him.

Chapter 2 – In Our Wake

4 Aug

I left my love for Tico

In a small world

Sisters meet to speak of their brothers.

My cousin sleeps

Tied with tourniquet sheets

To an endless railroad.

I feel his being crushed

Under iron wheels on which I sit

Even now he rumbles in my bones

Until I think I might splinter and shake.

Leaving the lonely hearts of mothers

In our wake.

Chapter 2 – For Vesa, In sweet sober memory

1 Aug

Cross your legs at the knees

Young man

See what you may

Through the pain of this morning’s light

In a queer way I always thought

Falling for a drunk

Was far better than sleeping sober

And alone.

Sipping my vodka I wonder

Where you are now

And why you chose the kitchen floor

Instead of her bed

What thoughts have been sloshing around

In your weary, weaving head?

Myriad portraits I sketch

My words the paint

Conveying messages to you

For you

About you.

I write

While you seek the place

You’ll close your blurry eyes

And lay your body down

Tonight.

Chapter 2 – Dancing Soldier

29 Jul

Of groove

Uniform tight

Laced up boots

Heavy, awkward

Laser light fashion show

Bent knees alternate

Straight spine impeccable

Arms stiff at the sides

Saluting lip kissed carpets

Some beauty queen

Hits the scene

And he has got the beat

Yeah, a slap in the face

‘Cause he grabbed her ass

Before the slow song started

Chapter 2 – In the Cemetery

27 Jul

A wounded solider watches over

Four graveless headstones

Generations of family

Buried together.

Visiting my own grave

Before I’ve died and gone away

See, the apples trees bloom

the sun still shines

In the cemetery

Where she was placed into the ground

Not long ago

Garden of marble

Interrupted by a single wooden cross

White words and a fortune lost

Perhaps a simple man

A horrid fate

Oh mother earth

Oh father time

Immortality is giving

Birth to us

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