honesty

if i could be totally honest with myself

and then you would not hurt me

i couldn't look into your eyes and lie

i could not i would rather die

if i could look into myself you would not

you would not be able to

see me

some kind of woman

i remember putting on this dress in montreal with a pair of 50s black suede stilettos and thinking to myself, "i have no date tonight". what a woman. what an evil kind of woman.

notes

nice sunset

you love it when the clouds break

i was not invited

professional dry cleaning only

needless to say she's happy

the cast iron keeps warm for 11 minutes

but you did not eat a thing

no, sweetheart

you did not eat a thing

shallow curiosity

how can you be this beautiful??????

writers block/portrait of a woman

newspaper folded in lap, head back, relaxed jaw, heavy silent breathing, slicked back ponytail, fleece winter jacket, construction company, dry, wrinkled hands, skinny legs, boxed torso, big teeth, snoring, snoring, snoring, fragile hands holding, computer technician, customer service agent, website designer, entirely unflattering glasses, bemused reaction, no children, no husband, no vices