Tuesday, April 5, 2011

dancing with the hipsters


at 3:51 on sunday afternoon
i am
hugging you tightly

you will sneak away
embarrassed

you heard me
snubbing the mainstream

i accidentally
saw you smile

your melancholy
paints
my white earplugs black
i am singing
lady gaga aloud

(and i am making up the words)

you are uncomfortable

your skinny jeans
are squirming
your eyes squint
behind
ray ban elvis costello glasses

because you know the words
<< secret >>

i saw that film
about that tragic thing
but i'll never read the book
and that makes you
hit the ‘dislike’ button

and we can
reference
character flaws and denouement
and I've
flecks of kale and chili flake
in my teeth

unicorns are just alright with me

i am purchasing a garden gnome
who is perhaps
the nephew of yours

and
i am in your front yard

plucking

3
sweet lemon tulips

standing
in your window
you are aghast

we are both wearing plaid

at 9:16 this evening
we'll both be
llstening
to iron & wine
on vinyl

and later

wearing
 kale and chili flakes
in our teeth.


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