Monday, March 22, 2010

Paint my face
in splatter paint
and shade
the dark away
and underline
under my eyes
where the shadows fix
and trap and hide
any glimpse of light

in a splatter painting,
life's a messy painting
waiting to dry,
waiting to focus
set me on the window
and go

I never knew
a girl like you
would teach me to grow
oh how to pray,
lord what to say
they walk away
when I feel this way
when I take the paint
cover my face
and wrists and fingerprints
and call myself by his name;

Do you remember,
we met once
do you think they saw,
the rug cut up

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