innocent.simplicity

04.13.09

I do get tongue-tied

trying to use few words boldly

to convey a sense greater

than the blue in your eyes.

But they trip me, you see

into dreams I don't remember

huddled in the warmest car

with snowflakes on the windowpane.

I have naught but pen

and paper whiter than teeth

with which to coax this hand of mine

out of it's uncooperative ease.

To dabble in between lines

that intimidate my eyes

eyes brown as deep earth

gazing ever-upward heaven-bound.

I find myself hard-pressed

to define a disney blue

who confuddles my thoughts

into innocent simplicity.

Bare-breasted naiivety

was once my closest friend

until I sold her for walls

walls I tore down vice for vice

to come back to myself again..