| AND I SAT ON THE COUCH ALONE The stage lights will hold you Like a photograph On the chalked up lines/ I came a long way here from a few weeks back/ and I wish I could just/ sit here in the wings/ and challange a wall mouse to a game of go fish/ drink wine with my cheese/ so much fury within the fight of banker's wrath I saw a silohette and I begged her I am tired like the long way down I'll take saplings and wake pools She turns "I wish someone would lodge this revolving door/ scan the transcripts" I'll sit in the wings and make faces at my history book/ dream about naps but never to dare/ the silence, my awe giving silence/ where I ramble so long walk the dirt roads beneathe your cuticles heartspun with kerosene lamps/ Picnic tables in the backyard in autum/ we use to pile leaves by the window/ My knees and eyes grown scabbed/ this illision of maybe when the town brick fall/ I see the court house and the poppies burn to ashes like the sidewalk I tread now "Would you be so kind to show me the door" I carried grandfather clocks to the foyer and steeple/ crossover the haven of new vanity I left the hollow place, I turned from it---the hollow place/ Pewter basins and ice cubes/ breathing in the water in my throat "laugh and sneeze with delight uncommon" |