Calvero's Blog, page 165
May 13, 2016
May 12, 2016
iamhomeless:
Young girl -
5 feet tall,
hair the color of a...
Young girl -
5 feet tall,
hair the color of a window
looking out at the brick wall
of an adjacent apartment building,
& almost pretty the same way
a $10 bottle of wine
you paid for with exact change
is almost tasty -
you’ll do for tonight.
May 11, 2016
iamhomeless:
You don’t know hell
until you’ve woken up in a...
You don’t know hell
until you’ve woken up in a bush
with “Hip To Be A Square”
by Huey Lewis & The News
drying in your head
like menstruating, wet
cement.
May 10, 2016
iamhomeless:
I wish more strangers smiled
at each other
the...
I wish more strangers smiled
at each other
the same way dogs meeting
for the first time
sniff each other’s assholes.
May 9, 2016
iamhomeless:
When I see her now
she’s outlined in rosewood
with...
When I see her now
she’s outlined in rosewood
with a Princess Diana Beanie Baby
on top of her furnished head
like a purple cancer wig.
A star covers
her face.
The star used to be a barn door
but that was so long ago
the star doesn’t remember how
to be a barn door anymore
& so it just rests on its retired & rusted,
plasmatic hinges,
hiding her face from us
forever.
“Ungughhhh, aghhh, unhhhh…”
were my mother’s last, open-eyed
words to me
&, god damn, I’d do just about
anything to forget them.
May 8, 2016
When you erupt into laughter so loudly while watching this that...
When you erupt into laughter so loudly while watching this that all three of your cats practically mimic the cat in the background.
