bad dreams

it was all fun and games until
someone threw the orange peel and
the seatbelt sign came back on.

the cabin locked behind me
and the captains shook their heads
pressed the button.

everything is red on tuesdays
when you a lose a silver ring
in the aisle of a crashing airplane.

the country
was watching me.

Why hasn't anyone reminded me how good Coyote Ugly is?
Seriously. Violet is a dreamboat. So is her dreamboat boyfriend.
And her dreamboat music on the roof. When that dreamboat beat
comes in. So good. I will be watching this for the next three days
on repeat.


Also, Kate Winslet won an Oscar. Which is good news.
I am surprised she didn't show her breasts. I have
seen a lot of them throughout her career. They are fantastic.

i can't sleep.
i can't sleep.
i can't sleep.

dream iv

pale
bones cleft from
window moons float
over tides of
our nighttime sheets.

still
but our ribs
rising, we’re rocked
to sleep—diving bells
sinking into

dreams.
of fish and
fin gleams wrapped in
sleep. our gills are
sheet folds.

sink
through seas like
stones, heavy dreams
rose, tugged edges.


lips
chapped and licked; we’re
fished out of seafoam
dreams of fish and green.


we lost our lungs.

i read him
the angry one.

he likes my poem.
he likes my poem.
he likes my poem.
he likes my poem.
he likes my poem.
he likes my poem.
he likes my poem.
he likes my poem.
he likes my poem.
he likes my poem.