you come to me
your breath smelling of cheese
smoked gouda and cheddar
say you need a hug
cleothedog
Category: Poetry
January 19, 2014
January 9, 2014
sky white against black trees
try as you might to get back here
seems such a trial just to say it
but there’s our bed and I made it
January 1, 2014
what a beautiful thing
the way the sun comes in
through the bathroom window
in the middle of the day when you’re
showering
December 4, 2013
horizontal
feel the fire licking my feet and
the wind sweeping around my ears
October 22, 2013
perhaps it’s over i wonder
hovering on top of It
how does it happen?
i wonder
hanging on top of hooks
October 8, 2013
untitled
i like to walk at night
when the houses are lit
you’re admiring your antique stove with your house guests
my dog is peeing in your lawn
August 24, 2013
the ways we have
of propelling ourselves out of orbit
holding onto our own bodies with two hands
wrapped up
and flinging ourselves out into the street
when the light is low
and the bats are flying
cleothedog 