1998

 

i wrap smoke ribbons around my eyes

            . maybe i'll be blind for awhile .

wishing i could take a day off from breathing

'cause i don't wanna play this game today

instead, i would skip stones

across lonely lakes

dream of paperclips

braid my hair into a leash

and hand it to your heartbeat

            . maybe i'll be tied for awhile .

clothe myself only in starlight

and the warmth of your breath

the metal bands clamped tight

around my fingers and toes

give you something

to string me up by

            . maybe i'll be wild for awhile .

dance to rhythms that are not mine

for a time

i'll watch while you buy

designer kindling from street vendors

and weave silk scarves between my fingers

            . maybe i'll be a child for awhile .

close my eyes

and fade to sleep

you will be my lullaby

            . maybe .