Wednesday, December 3, 2008

Going Places

Let's get on a plane to a place far away.
Lose the leashes.
Get going to Somewhere.

Tuesday, December 2, 2008

long way Home

Remember when we were waiting
in the london airport for 21 hours
sleeping across the seats with little
blankets and backpack pillows and
me reading the Brokeback Mountain
book out loud to you and waking up
to a little black boy with crumbs
around his mouth laughing in a foreign
language in my face the chocolate
banana Frappuccino was so good I
remember it and we were ready to
be home but our hearts were stuck
in the gum on the sidewalk in Volos.