Dead Flowers

Dead Flowers
 

He carried me to the place of dead flowers

Where I spent my water for liquid gold

He tickled my clitoris with humming bird hands

I tasted curiosity; smell satiated me

Is that my worth, only dead flowers?

© Joy Leftow 1996

Vacation Time

Catskills Cabin Getaway

Babbling brook behind my cabin 

Birds chirp, picking dirt with beaks

A red-breasted robin alights on the ground

Water rushes over stones

Babbling a lost language

Sun shines like diamonds 

Bubbling over running brook

I pick my city head

Strive to reduce daily strain, din

Fallen trees and boughs

Set together like someone put them

Tried to slow the brooks flow,

Make the water flow go slow 

Maybe Sandy threw trees there,

Two years ago

Hear the water roll

Constant sound all around

Creek Sparkles in sun and night

In rain, creek sparkles too

See water fill creek

Hope that Sandy won’t come visit

Again, show her other cheek

Return to the present, beauty surrounds me

Wonder if we can witness beauty with no fear

Lost Love Song

Baby you’re no good, you’re no good, you’re no good,

Baby you’re no good

You snore like a wild boar sleeping winter away

Eyes wide open, pretend you’re awake

Dirty little secrets tucked away

Hide behind waves of nausea

Send me off the deep end

While you snore away

Night and day, night and day, never awake

Snore day and night away

Pretend to be alive while I live the dream

Dream a little dream for me

Break my heart with your insistent sleep

Away your life in a misty gleeful mess

Liking life on the edge

The very thought of you makes me cringe

Life on the edge while searching for a way to hedge

climb the ledge to a new nice ice way

while climatic shards whip my heart into shape

The very thought of you

Brings me to the edge

Breaking up is hard to do

Ah, Ah Ah, Ah Yeah yeah

Yiyaye hehahay, Ah ah

My heart fakes desire like a wind up car

Eat my cake and like it too

Cause breaking up is hard to do

You’re no good, you’re no good, you’re no good

Baby you’re no good

My breaking heart and I agree we were never meant to

You hide behind walls of deceit,

pretend you’re awake when you’re barely alive

I cry, “Baby please, please hear my pleas! Baby please!”

Too smart for our own goods,

we waver endlessly to the beat set before us,

You hide, we glide on angel’s wings

Each day obsessing over beginning, find a new way to start each day
The very thought of you   (fade out)