Leaving Las Vegas

I'd been folded back on myself
folded up
wrapped
neatly in cellophane
like an old movie poster

but once I'm on the wall
gigantic and all unfurled
breathing for what
seems like the first time
I'm larger than life

L'idée

J'aime l'idée
de toi
quand...
je rêve
je me promène
dans le Jardin de Luxembourg
dans la pluie legère d'été
le brouillard

J'amie l'idée
de toi
comme un film
en noir et blanc
comme un Matisse
tout bleu

Je veux
que tu me touches
ou plutôt
l'idée
que tu me touches

Chartreuse

"I can't even explain me to me," I said.
And afterwards I thought,
"You might be someone I could love."
Could.

It's strange when a color takes on
the meaning of mountains---encircling me.
How I long for some circumference---
a border, a barrier, arms.

I know I'll look back to find you fading
row behind row into the whiteness.
I'll turn away though.
It hurts my eyes to look too long in that direction.

a lexicon of vice

procrastinate
drink
fornicate (I wish)
curse
irritate
ignore
confuse
I'll add more once I get there.
just give me a few minutes.
self-sabotage
mustn't forget that.