remembering me as a hoodie in love

by createanddestroy

Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-11-27 18:15:00

under the gaze of bloodshot skies
these days i can’t stand my aching bones and shifty eyes
i’m trying to remember who i was before
trying to remember when i knew that war
(and banks and schools and post offices)
were not where i wanted to be
and when my heart ruled through joy not greed

when i picked flowers and stuck them in your hair
gave the world a hot wet kiss and then said i didn’t care
because i had a $10 bike in the backseat of my car
and i could stuff my love in a mayonnaise jar
and give it to you whenever you asked

when i made you screenprinted clothes for christmas
and we read poems of anarchy in the snow
tiptoeing through live bombs where ever we’d go
but we were quiet enough that
but loud enough that
but we glowed..
and how i treasured your skin
if i could be that way again…

trying to remember myself
as a grenade
made with leather and patchwork quilts
not beaten by experience and heartbreak and guilt
but led by innocence on mile high stilts
stepping over anything i didn’t want to see

believing all that mattered was you and me
and spray paint and dirt and hammocks and seeds
and ideals and anarchy and everything free..