Liner Notes
Let's light this apartment in fifteen watt bulbs
and squint at each other like christmas eve-
so that i can't define you by what shapes you take
outside of the bottleneck shadow and liplines
that feast on the glow of the dry harvest moon
and outline your teeth like two freeways.
and squint at each other like christmas eve-
so that i can't define you by what shapes you take
outside of the bottleneck shadow and liplines
that feast on the glow of the dry harvest moon
and outline your teeth like two freeways.
posted by w.weston at
2:38 PM
1 Comments:
when i was in high school i attended this summer program at kenyon college, and there were constantly readings going on during the evening hours. it was a pretty bad program, but the readings were superb. i remember this one woman read a section from a book she had coming out soon, and it was about notes someone had written in the margins of a used book. i always thought it was a sort of brilliant idea, but i have no idea the title of the book, nor the name of the author.
your poem has the word 'notes' in the title, and thus i made the admittedly brittle connection.
am excited you posted a new poem, and
am most enjoying the line
"outline your teeth like two freeways."
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