Waning Moon

 

Somewhere in a speckled sort of time

Our polka dot universes were inclined to collide

 

You spoke of rhymes

And forced tears of fake performances

Repeated

Repeated

Repeated

For each audience, and

All the smoking, spoken word artists?

All sounding the same

Same cadence

Same flow

Same sound.... like this...this...this

 

But hey, don’t judge ‘til u hear

Mine

That is

Not just my flow, but my rhymer’s flow

My girl Joyce’s collective unconscious

That surely has tapped

Tapped

Tapped

Into mine

 

They are mine

My Almost Dead Poets

By the time you roll around and come

We might have all rolled over to play dead

You know?

We get tired of being played with like mice

You know?

No

You don’t.

I do.

 

In the melancholy meanwhile

Two women stay up late

Penning s**t about body twitching, and

What’s it all supposed to mean anyway?

You hear?

You hear?

You hear?

 

An escaped manic-depressive scenario

I’ve got a wee Mexican hat in the trunk of my car...

A bible...

Please...like either one of us believe in that.

Bag of dirty clothes

Dark circles under eyes.

 

I’ve been having these dreams

Dreams of premonitions

A dead clown

And clowns appear the next day

On Sunday Morning

On Weeds

In a conversation about the French Pierrot

You said you don’t like them

My mother loved them

And I never realized, until now

That I had this in common with her

 

A love for the melancholy

 

Because somehow in saying nothing

Our sad faces say everything

 

You said I’m a clown

I am

And the struggles are behind comedy

And comedy on the other side of a box with tubes

And tubes in me and hanging out of me

And me...me...me...

 

My only friend the distant moon.

Reviews

[Everett DeValle]

LOL, wow Coco...whimsical yet it has this emily dickenson touch to it, like vague read between the line type of thing....but you are too hip for your own good. Machine gun fire! How can I be down Coco! jk

[Colette]

thanks Ev...though i don't know much about Emily Dickenson, i do value ur opinion. i just realized the word us was missing in this line: "Please...like either one of us believe in that". but u've been reading me for so long u prolly read it as it was supposed to be ;) i corrected it.

[Everett DeValle]

;)