Arigato God.
a poem by tasneem
© 2008
She is eating alone
i should stop staring
at her red jeans
i want them
i want red jeans
something inside me tells me
sake
sake
bitch
shut up hardware
i have nothing
i have nothing
but this open road and a destiny
which i cannot choose.
who eats alone ?
losers ?
fisherman ?
lonely women ?
the weird guy you
see in his cubicle who always
rides his bike to work ?
this is LA
land of sushi and cars
war and rehabilition
homeland security and prayer
oceans and teatherball
I get loaded on my memory
of the past
I get full on his smile
i wonder how many times jesus said
.arigato.
Friday, December 5, 2008
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