Tuesday, February 12, 2008

double (re)vision


Well well, looks like it's the end, my friends. So sad yet so true, here is the last revision of the poem "Origin." It's been a long, hard road (missing a day or two there and making up the loss), but it's been worth it. I'd just like to thank Jose Cuervo and People Magazine, both which induce sadness and failure (that's a quote; can you guess who said it?) Keep on keeping on.




Origin (revision 7)

I said for her to go and whisper
on sidewalks,
to wear her red dress, to kick
me with her
heels, to laugh in the junkyard.

she said,
everyone dreams of the ocean,
you dream of heaven,
we make love
over beds
of limbs and glass,
and the stars are only spirals of
heat
caught in the sky.

you can tell, she said,
open your windows
and feel the smoke.

I shook, I shivered.

1 comment:

kathryn said...

ooh, I like this one!