we try to rub

We try to rub our guitars together, but
the exact result of this action is
not at all what we intended.

I know I am hungry for something.
I don’t think I can just tell this part of my body, stop.
I don’t want to. Try.

On the plane I think about
all the times I've masturbated
on planes

Or buses

$9.89 Cheese Sampler Plate

We try to rub our guitar together

okcupid

it was a cold evening

when i became

the man

i am today

pruning

like my parent's home,

there will be citrus in the right crisper drawer until peach season.

it's not worth it not to...

it's too nice. and, it's too subtle to resist in that way.

There was 'nothing left' in your city home after my cousins came, so

I took the hangers and the coasters and the red bakelite trash cans.

and the tie rack and your scissors and all the screws for hanging paintings left in your wall.

I still think about your sewing kit. I left it because I thought you might need it, but you laughed.

I keep waiting to have that great conversation;

instead I am appointed in charge of your post mortem yard sale.

In a love expressed in objects,

you are ordering boxes of citrus fruit to be sent back to me,

your strange grandchild, who never comes to visit.

again

All your beauties on

turned on

and dead

when you arrived

and

fine dust:

flock is everywhere.

We’ve waited

so long

our hands bleed:

a torrent of needles,

taking you

down.

COMPANION

You know, a person does not usually like a person whom is trying to take the place of their mother. Well Mary, that is NOT what I’m doing, I said! But after the memorial, after all of her grumbling and doubts, Mary came up to me and said – I never knew! Never knew what, Mary dear? I never knew about all of that! He was really quite something!

And that’s the thing, that’s just it. He was quite a something. But he was also just somebody. And Mary is my dear friend, you know. She’s always looking out for me, whether I need it or not.

But really, he was so lovely – it was all so lovely. One time we were out to lunch at this place out of town in the country. We were eating and he, well you’ll know what I mean when I describe this, he leaned forward, elbows on the table like this –

Like he was telling you a secret?

Yes! Like he was telling me a secret. He leaned in and he said, Louise? When people ask me “what’s going on?” what should I tell them? What should I say? So I said well, I suppose you might as well tell them the truth, say that we’re seeing each other. Would that be alright?

Yes, he said, that would be just fine.

SHOTS, CLEAN EDIT

Let us believe!  If you are not ladies and gentlemen, Get ready to believe. Let us do it, you know? Jon, "Yes". All of you, where are you? Let us go.  Yes.

 When I walk, All the eyes are on him. I too, am on the rock. All are free! We like! We love! We came to the rock! Everybody is on it.  Everybody!  The ladies' love pours.  They need no excuse. We came too, how about you? Believe, believe, let us go and believe.   Everybody!  If you are not getting it,  If you are not talking it,  If you are not coming to get it,  Now then, let me see your hands raised. Who are you? Now bombs drop. Kamikazes of wise men. Get me some.    On the rock, I am ready for him. The women come to greet him. They hit the ground. He is there, in the air, 

Everybody let us take part.  If you are feeling him, raise your hands in the air, and if you are trying to raise your hands in the air,

Then say "I Believe." I Believe I am trying to. I am trying to.   On the rock, I am ready for him. The women come from all around.  The women fall to the ground.

Everybody, let us take part!

   I Believe Let us go.  La dad a da La dad a dad a da