Monday, March 2, 2009

Rainy Friday

I slid from sheaths of bedding
And shivered into a coat of goosebumps.
The wind made my lips bleed.

I saw your scared face
Floating up an escalator
And when the lady in the ruffled blouse flapped her arms
She filled up the whole hallway
Like a bird.

We kept giving each other kisses
Then we were kissing each other.

When the light came on
Our eyes were like tipped-over empty buckets.