thoughts & poems

Venice Sunset  - Fabio Colussi , 2014.

Italian , b. 1957 -

Pretend you don’t have him

Sit alone in your room 

Legs crossed

on your wrinkled sheets

And hold your own hand 

Feel each finger 

Each toe 

Run your fingers through your hair 

Self love can be literal sometimes 

If you don’t know what it means 

Do what you’d do to him

Say romantic things 

To yourself 

Let your mind wander 

You don’t have to be so afraid 

modest at best

basil

oregano

lemon grass

every once in a while I’d grow some

tomatoes or

peppers 

whenever I’d fall in love with someone new

I’d neglect the poor sanctuary

it would turn sad and brown

as if the season was changing

as if the land was lonely

whenever the person would leave me (inevitably)

I’d rush back to my garden

apologetically

crying

the tears reminded me

that it needed to grow

that i needed to grow as well

I’d provide the garden with life

while it would keep my hands busy 

[but when I fell in love with you

we’d water the plants together

All the love poems

Are written for

Passionate flickers

Windows of understanding

Snippets of forever

I want to know

About the strong

Boring love

The steady flame

In the log cabin window

Everlasting friendship

Companionship

Choice

Compassion

Desire

to grow

Except

Instead of the mother’s mercy

I ask

For my own

Because I haven’t done anything

Besides hurt

Myself

I pour the milk

And watch infinity unfold

Swirls of brown and cream

Become something

That belongs in heaven

I add sugar

Because life is short

I stir it together

I take a sip

it’s nothing incredible