one week ago
we watched leaves float
towards the end of the park
where we wouldn't walk towards
Someone just told
some mean joke
about denim vests
and the way you were dressed,
deep and offended
I put up my best defense
but even defenses can rot
and tarnish; lacquer turns
to rot, embellished in knots
and all of the things that a fence should not

So then we shot stars
to the end of a galaxy
a universe in mars
a solar sign to kiss your cheek,
but you felt too young
a lot younger than history
between;
I shook my head
at the truth, oh
we know all the planets
are satellites, except for pluto
estranged darkened blue pluto
where warning shots we shoot go,
kisses miss and wishes lift
to the woman of my dreams
and the man on the moon too

One hour from now
the air turns sharp and vibrant
flares and dynomite;
vapor-- exciting premonitions
I know I'm over reacting,
but its long past due;
one week ago
just won't make
for a whole life of months filled with weeks
disappointing,
should've stayed clean
degrees, currency--
men of business,
midnight urgency; parties
smiling crying everyone who's anyone
will be there,
an hour from now
my bed turns up
discount items
and hand me downs.