what I wrote today:

[honeymonster]

1.)
in my dreams, poems chase me
I live in books, so,
drowning in words, craving respite,
I put my back against a trunk, close my eyes.
poems run right by.
I am too good at hiding.

2.)
Jennifers I have known

you pass through my life
so lively, so real, so gone
but I still love you

3.)
Bee

once I experienced passion
under florescent lights
at the back of the room,
my teeth sunk into your shoulder
you watching in case we were caught--
your fingers moving inside me
so sweet--
and I thought I would come
but I didn't, and that
became the metaphor for our relationship