Wednesday, September 4, 2013

The color of quiet

I've been in the bar room
I've been on the train
I've sat cross-a-legged
on a porpoise
without reins

I've fallen
in the ocean
gulped salt water
to no end
then the colors
started coloring
the way
I would see things.

If you lie, I see red
if you chuckle, pinks the stink
if you blow on about your bizness
I see green come from your face

If you swear to Jesus Christmas
I see white from out your mouth
when you swear to fix the fixtures
apple brown comes spilling out

Every party
I don't go to
is the one.
I'd like to think
people talk , less 'bout themselves
around the kitchen sink
you've had your say
you've made your dress
you've yammered on..
Chartreuse.
grab a breath
grab a drink
the moon begs for some truth.

Colors flying everywhere
shut your face
shut your stares
colors I don't understand.
swept up in a dusting pan.

I only want the color of quiet.

I've been in the bar room
I've been on the train
I've sat cross-a-legged
on a porpoise
without reins

I've fallen
in the ocean
gulped salt water
to no end
then the colors
started coloring
the way
I would see things.

Firefighters, orange
Policemen , blue and gold
politicians & morticians
pea green, motel baseboard mold.

I've been to dinner parties
applaud each awkward pause
every time the small talk starts
I'm blinded by the fog.

I heard it from the fire escape
I smoked while they made their mistakes
I  couldn't see their colored breath
just mine and that was
black as death

I only want the color of quiet.

Every time I draw a breath
I think about the consequence
what color will the air come out?
don't do red, don't want more green
purple majesty, obscene
my wife, she cheats on me.
red colors when she speaks..

I've been in the bar room
I've been on the train
I've sat cross-a-legged
on a porpoise
without reins

I've fallen
in the ocean
gulped salt water
to no end
then the colors
started coloring
the way
I would see things

when we met , rainbows bent
pastel breezes, swept the sea.
tumblesaults and somersaults
pinwheels held by parakeets

grass was green
dirt was brown
air was air
and just held sound.
then the spaces inbetween
any moving mouth and me
were colored
to my disbelief

I only want the color of quiet

I find out now
I found out of.
our house wasn't a home..
we'd laughed out blonde
we'd gasped out rust
my back
mercurochrome.

I'd rather see the quiet of color.

I've been in the bar room
I've been on the train
I've sat cross-a-legged
on a porpoise
without reins

I've fallen
in the ocean
gulped salt water
to no end
then the colors
started coloring
the way
I would see things

funny thing is, I believe
red flags , red bugs
who bother me
I accept my gray discovery
golden wife
who cheats on me.

what color's that , what diplomat
would call for table talk?
I don't do dinner, chit fuck chat
no sidewalk hearts
drawn in chalk
no initials
carved in trees.

I only want the color of quiet.

I've been in the bar room
I've been on the train
I've sat cross-a-legged
on a porpoise
without reins

I've fallen
in the ocean
gulped salt water
to no end
then the colors
started coloring
the way
I would see things














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