5/31/2009

i denied the Sun it's birth
and chased it
with a shot of darkness
it's lonely loss liberating lungs to sing
electric lamp love songs
while i painted your back
with horse hair brushes
and a lust for color
we had visions of the theater
your mother's clothes
delivered dreams dressing dolls in decadent drab
we were worthy stars
we were Words of God
so i fought with fits of fumbling fists
and jumbled jabs
for a black listed beauty
brought by bad thoughts
but they were all twice my size
and the Sun was in my eyes

p.farris

5/31/09

The people
Complaining spirits,
The ugliness
Pot holes, metal fences,
Dogs barking,
Babies found in trash dumpsters
The beauty seen amidst brokenness
The people,
Hope, community,
Sharing,
Simple pleasures of joy
Surrendering to the loving of This city

-Jennifer Aleman

5/30/2009

"carry me to the horizon
God, i'm too tired to try"
worker hands hold me
like a fire fighter
bringing a calico cat to safety
a mother picking up her first born
i want safety
i want refuge
the warmth of the
Son

p.farris

5/30/09

I like the sun,
but I don't want to be hurt by the sun
I like a boy,
but I don't want to be hurt by the boy
Come on sun!!! Burn, baby, burn. ok. i'm done.
-Jennifer Aleman

5/30/09

Everything is inevitable.
But I’m at least going to try.
Most people don’t know it,
but being stubborn is really hard work.

-Jen Corbin

Moving

If I ever left this place to go to a new place,
I'd be scared out of my mind.
I would need to take someone with me.
Someone fun.
Someone I like.
And in our new place we would make new friends and do new things.
And we would bring our new ways back to our old place whenever we visited,
and our old friends would think we became crazy
and fun
and cool
but still crazy.
I would go, but I just won't go alone.

- Jen Corbin

5/28/09

maybe
if
i
knew
you
i
could
love
you
maybe
if
i
saw
your
face
i
would
hang
you

p.farris

5/26/09

know please that nothing stays
but dead men's thoughts on used bookstore shelves
where the women waste whispers
filling mail room minds with pointless letters
and return to sender

p.farris

To My Darling Patrick

Today is your birthday
And I just had a pillowfight
in my heart
for you.

Splash, flip-flop, splash Aaaah.
O how I love thee
and your short shorts
in your long wet beautiful legs.
Splash, flip-flop, splash

Your music conveys a
peaceful essence
in my heart.

Random lyrics
ignite the passion

the obsession
your melodic voice
truly eases my soul

-Jennifer Aleman

5/23/09

Random Flotation
Built up Frustration
Push, Shove
No Love
MOVE
In the Way
Baselines
Have reason

You Have none

Pain Stick
Oh Pain stick
How you inflect
Much laughter
Know the rules
And you won't get hurt

Tumble down
Depression

-Santiago Segovia

5/22/09

you laughed
it was cute but
fake

i smiled
"goodluck,goodbye"
with a few words
changed

i tried
but death brought his friends
so i surrendered
and turned
away

i lied
"i'll take you"
it was simple but
lacked

so you laughed
it was cute but
fake

p.farris

5/22/09

Your honesty is endearing
When we are old and gray
Your garden will give life
When we are old and senile
To the love in my heart
When we are old and crazy
I can only water the plants
When we are old and wrinkly
We can water the plants together
When we sit in rocking chairs on the porch

-Jennifer Aleman

5/20/09

his flesh flushed
flashes of fireworks
and his face was the birthday of a nation
so colorful
so free
like when we first find love
but it was dry now
bitter and stale
the taste of bad milk
the stink of lady liberty's ashes
his love was old
so i told him my name

p.farris

5/19/09

People stretch me
like a rubber band
over two fat fingers
between two fat fingers
aiming at a stupid woman
who pisses me off
those fat fingers
cartilage
fat, fat, and more fat
to admire the fat
would be lovely for today's agenda.
O! why does the gargantuan appendages have to belong to the stupid woman!
-Jennifer Aleman

5/18/09

Frustration. GED. Non-profit.
Dr. Pepper. Barnes. And Noble.Sigh.
Good lighting. Damn.Phone. Vibrating.
Sister.Fashion. Chuck Norris.
God.Escape. Deep. Away

-Jennifer Aleman

5/18/09

Fear is a staple,
A T-shirt,
A crutch.
It is the reason I'm sitting here
Not exploring the world.

-Jen Corbin