27 August 2006

SecondNight



the cardboard is packed
(not stacked or absorbing the sounds
of a television
downstairs.)

so this is what my
computer is like.

it took two hours
of looking at all labels
(no meat &
the cheapest goods)
to save twenty-four
dollars.

tomorrow maybe
a haircut.

tea for two to start
the day (waking up
to dick
who came to remove
the hot tub.)

green walls no longer
blue

i can go to bed with
the Gilmore girls
& a bed stuffed
with animals.

(comments included with
placement of TV.)

conversations
across
the room.
half in computer,
half spoken.

we can forge
a new family
in the space between.

1 comment:

ehammelshaver said...

this is similar to steve's in that you both conjure a space and an atmosphere, but your differences really reflect your styles.

i like the details you pick to create your space. they're very mood-related, but very concrete. grocery shopping = feelings of home, growing up, but also money, lists, and numbers. this contrast works really well to ground the poem in time and place while maintaining emotion.

i love how the last two stanzas work together to show this new family unit growing between computer lines and hallways.