Letters

Dear Mr. Rossi,

I'm sorry we couldn't be friends. I like the idea of you, really, but when I see you in person my arms start to itch and my eyes get all watery and I just can't keep it together. I have to run away.
Next time I rush off, look around. I'll drop a piece of paper with the address to my new apartment on it, send me letters whenever you want.

Love,
Lola Meyers

Oh John,

What am I to say to you after last night? It was so sweet of you to propose, but surely you can understand that after only five years of dating I couldn't possibly commit. You know, after all, how long it took for me to...well, I couldn't even say in a letter. I don't trust the postman, he looks at me sometimes.

-Mona

Ryan,

wth...

;)
Cya tonite.

Lizzy

Don't just speak the truth,
Be the truth.
Don't just smile at others,
Be the smile.
Don't just help yourself,
Be the help.
Don't just rest quiet,
Be the quiet.
Don't just speak loud
Be the loud.
Don't just do anything,
Be anything.

Orchids sit resting upon my dinner table
Though timid when I first saw them, they are now in full bloom
I didn't know what an orchid looked like before I got these
Where they came from, I still can't say

I opened up the door one morning, going out to get the paper
I like to do sudoku in the morning, in pen along with my chai tea
My routine was broken by the appearance of these flowers
Unassuming upon my front porch

Purple, damp, innocent
I bent down to pick them up
They were arranged in a modest, terracotta pot
They smelled nice

My eyes peered up, as if their owner's eyes would peer back at me
The street seemed brighter than usual
I still don't know where these orchids came from
Every morning, I see their petals altered

Feel the warmth
Like fourteen butterflies tickle my skin
Fluttering simply and
I float light

It's nice,
A simple upturned lip
Like suns peer out as if they should
And stay so steady

Slipping through the gentle breeze
Fingers interwined, each step
And eyes look easily
Upon everything, this world

Why allow heartbeats to be so varied
When it's all in the simple saunter
Wandering in dawn and fresh perspective?
Why should I ever feel the pangs?

Quaking, licking, stirring
Swirling deep within
Look inside my looking glass
And babe, we shall begin

Your hands seem sudden giant
They stretch up like a vine
They're breaking up my feeble eyes
And stirring up my mind

I'm aching on your footsteps
My knees are now a wall
Oh Momma Mommy save me
Oh please don't let me fall

I see a spider crawling
It reaches toward the light
It wants so bad to leave, to cry
But there’s no help in sight.

I'm running from the sunshine
My shades smashed up inside
I stumble fighting inwards
Within a world that hides

This land is full of flowers
They never rest, but fly
Zooming 'round and round about
Appealing to the sky

I want so bad to see you
I can't control the shake
My heart goes boom, I blow a fuse
I’m humbled in your wake.

You say you're nothing special
There's nothing much to tell
But what you are is how I feel
After a dizzy spell

Everyday goes nowhere
It wraps around once more
Simmering in the dusty heat
Leaving my nerves sore.

And Miss Melinda Meyers
She sits upon my lap
She tells me, "Child, your eyes grow dim
'Cause you have seen the gap."


Deary, Momma, Dearest
You've left me feeling sad
Dear, oh, Ma, oh, Dearest
Why do I feel so bad?

Rocky Horror Pictures leave me
Stranded, lost at sea.
Blowing into condoms
That poor Adam wouldn't see

I want so much to hold you
To caress your every whim
To live inside your quarry
And to soften every limb

But we tread through the ages
On carousel balloons
Up and down and through it all
Until we reach our moons

Specks of golden highlights
Loosen up the mortal freeze
Playing like a xylophone
Upon the silver breeze

Life will brings us luster
Spin what once lay still
Bubble all the sources
Of intelligence and will.

I just want you to know, dear
I tried my best, if failed
I searched all through this heart of mine
But couldn't find the sails.

Zzz Zzz Zzz
The Bell tolls
The Sun shakes
falls with the rain
Slips between the tongues of those surrounds
An aftertaste.
Zzz Zzz Zzz

Heart
tumblings throttle my fingers.
Quakes
rumble down, shudder and linger.
There's
no stopping the persistent ringer.
I'm
humbled with each coming zinger.

Do
you know of the seeds that you sew?
Do
you see where your words make me go?
When
I try to stay safe and lay low,
You
hurtle me up into your flow.