Side-long Glances

Hey you. I finally figured you out and that makes me smile.

Dandelion Wishes

I wish I was pretty
While holding my breath in tunnels
I wish I was pretty
While blowing on dandelion seeds
I wish I was pretty
While throwing a penny into a well
I wish I was pretty
On the first star of the night
I wish I was pretty
On a piece of paper and then burned
I wish I was pretty
On a broken wishbone
I wish I was pretty
On a four leaf clover
I wish I was pretty
On shooting stars
I wish I was pretty
On fallen eyelashes
I wish I was pretty
On rainbows
I wish I was pretty
More likely than
I wish I was loved

Dysfunctional

Let me insult my way into your heart.
Epithets as terms of endearment.
Make fun of my flaws,
don't comment on my beauty.
Hold conviction in your superiority.
Argue about inanities.
Hold me in your arms as we sleep.
Sit comfortable in our silence.
Feel my sarcasm like a wash of warmth.
Know that when I call you dork,
it means "I Love You"

Defective

I am a defective sex toy.
Not worthy of concern or care.
If my purpose is unfulfilled,
send me from your bed.
Send me away,
across water and roads and hours.
Without a kiss or kind word as payment,
I have not served my purpose-
to make you come,
with mouth or hand or cunt
I am defective,
send me back
I may be under warranty.

Teenagers

Hanging out in your room like teenagers,
clothes on,
lips locked,
music blaring,
red sheets
Making teenage mistakes

Kippa

I want a son
with a kippa
under the ball cap on his head.

With big eyes and a toothy smile.

Honey Do List

Show me you can take pain,
maybe even like it a little.
Have tattoos.
Have gauges.
Get jealous,
Get angry,
Get passionate.
Argue with me.
Tell me I'm wrong.
Fuck me like you mean it.
Hold me down as we kiss.
Throw me on the bed.
Push me against the wall.
Show me you hurt.
Let me fix that.
Try to fix me.
Want to fix me.
Hold me as i cry.
Let me cry when you can't.
Let me hold you when you can.
Be hard.
Be soft,
for only me.
Sing out of tune.
Shout on-key.
Teach me something i don't know.
Let me be right occasionally.
Dance with me in the living room.
Watch over my shoulder in the kitchen.
Wash my back in the shower.
Let me kiss your eye lids.
Let me kiss your nose.
Kiss me until i can't breathe.
Keep kissing me.
Make me gasp in the middle of the night.
Wake before me.
Drive the car.
Drive stick.
Forgive me when i forget your birthday.
Know that flowers are awesome,
occasionally.
Understand that i prefer anything you can use.
Make something with your hands.
Wear a cowboy hat.
Have scars.
Let some of those scars be visible.
Be damaged with me.
Like Johnny Cash.
Like Flogging Molly.
Like holding babies.
Be not completely sure of yourself.
Only show that to me.
Be quiet with me.
Know that a piece of paper isn't everything.
Be not completely sold on this marriage thing.
Be a traditionalist.
Support gay rights.
Be honest.
Be harsh.
Hurt me accidentally.
Be sincere.
Be concerned.
Trust me.
Let me trust you.
Trust me.
Trust yourself.
Trust me.

Smudged

it was the year of the arsonist. he had started with abandoned buildings before we moved to the county. a few small wooden skeletons with charred roof tops. the county had gotten smaller over the years, never large to begin with. we were shiny like brass pennies before someone 's thumbprint smudged the surface, though not so easily wiped clean. fallow fields and inky blackness st night. we began enjoying our life before the school year started, filed with dancing, bay swims and communal sunsets, sure that we could change our tiny world, one small child at a time.