Sunday, November 16, 2008

Who am I?

Who am I?

I am a woman on the run
Away from time that is red.

Red of the blood in the sun.

I look out the window and I see my life – the one I have yet to live but am
Too chicken to continue and too chicken to change.

So, I'll stay on the toilet and finish.

But before I let the pilot lead me down
I will drive my own car like Dr. Stupid
The one that makes me feel good as Gin & Tonic
With Dre and Snoop in the 90s
Blaring on the radio
As I sidle down the sidewalk made of sandstone and glitter
In the constellation of Santa Barbara beaches.

The sunken garden of the courthouse – cold and far away
Solitary as Pluto – Sunken gardens far away from me now
Paved with Spanish Tiles
Made in California!

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