dream on repeat

 

 

 

 

 

I’m 16
I smell of Love’s Baby Soft
and everything is pink
and fresh and romantic
like a love letter

 

 

 

 

 

 

metaphor

 

 

 

I once suggested she have a good cry
she said “I’m afraid if I start
I’ll never be able to stop”

 

 

 

 

the way home

 

 

 

 

“The house was quiet and the night was calm”

~ Wallace Stevens

 

 

 

rich

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

hide and go seek in her greenhouse
pots of iris and gladiola bulbs
the air was thick and rich
with the scent of dirt

 

 

 

morning fuel

 

 

 

“There’s a safety in thinking in a diner. You can have your coffee or your milk shake, and you can go off into strange dark areas, and always come back to the safety of the diner.”

 

David Lynch, Catching the Big Fish: Meditation, Consciousness, and Creativity