Monday, July 12, 2010


wash up on the ocean side in the watermelon plants and where the pretty rabbits died.
walk up to the vineyard and the dancing square of dew and we can visit all the people that used to be friends with you.
bring me uncle's baby with the bacon and a spoon so we can eat grand-ida's pudding with some little laughter to.
all the trailers have new rot and rusted little skirts.
my mother wasn't here last year they said she left with Lou.

Sunday, July 11, 2010

I'm in the swamp next to trailers at a round cheap tall tunnel half theater with white christmas lights and little mole puppets singing and one is sitting on a log and the others are asking questions and I'm in love with this boy who happens to call me sue and when I'm with him all I can think about is you