Bingo

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Bingo

Grey hair
Pollutes my mind,
Stems itself in my thoughts
Thoughts I can’t remember.
The words are sucked up
Something is sucked up
Grey hair
I can’t remember
I need to pee

Grey hair
Steals my memories
Tomorrow left today
I can’t remember
Something is stolen
Who are these faces
I need to pee

Grey hair
Takes what’s left of me
My bed is wet – it’s warm.
I can’t remember something
Grey hair
I’m cold
I can’t remember anything.

– Lita
(Panicked)

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Precocious Bloom

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Precocious Bloom

Flowers grew in her backyard
She called them pretty
With a foreign roll of her
Tongue

Flowers grew in her backyard
She pulled me to the back
Hands winding
Round
Me

Flowers grew in her backyard
She called me a man now
Said – men take flowers from
Girls like her

Flowers grew in her backyard
With boyish hands and
Hesitance,
I picked them.

– Lita

Bloodied

Bloodied

laid with another
in our marriage bed
sans protection
covered it with new sheets.
                        tests came back
 – now I am positive –
 that it’s our deathbed.

Light from Lita
See you soon.

Mightily

Mightily

hands found each other
fingertips stilled into holds
signs blindingly clear,
swaying in the air
feet planted firmly
 – standing for a cause –
through the chaos
– shots of lies fired –

voices echoed
and sank through the street
hear us
hear us
hear us
listen.

Light from Lita
See you soon.

Mania

Mania

Hoping that the hospital can be my hotel tonight,
Leave the mini bar filled with morphine
Or anything that can sedate my being,

Get me a Nurse Ratched
A lobotomy could probably do it
But bring me dead flowers first
So it won’t be the only thing thrown out
That was once loved.
“Flatline – call it.”

Light from Lita
See you soon.

Idiosyncratic

Idiosyncratic

Weathered photographs turned at the edges
after taking residency in the breast pockets
 – right above the valves of the heart –
of the men whose feet stomped in unison.
who prayed any defeat would be an illusion
like the tears they shed in the moonlight’s wake,
while their thoughts called to see miracles;
like the birth of the new day.

Light from Lita
See you soon.

Side effects

Side effects

no one ever said
that I’d still worry;
that I’d find myself
thinking whether you’re alright
whether you’re eating okay
sleeping alright through it all
if you’re coping in general.

That even though we severed us,
scorched all the remains,
me and you would still be a reality.

It’s the one side effect I thought I wouldn’t get.

Light from Lita
See you soon.