04-09-2013, 08:25 PM
Copy Girl
I saw that pretty girl today
although I think she thinks me odd.
My words are smooth as creme brulee.
I saw that pretty girl. Today
she winced at me to my dismay
as at pot of day old cod.
I saw that pretty girl today.
Although I think she thinks me odd
The Tourist
Summer will find you dining on brie
and boxed merlot on the roof of the Met.
Before you forgo all modesty
for graying temples and bespectacled
eyes, he will feel obligated to ask,
"Is there something on your mind?"
You will not reply with crispy duck
in Chinatown or seedy groping
in the sticky-floored second-runs,
or a cross town pad without a view
of the river sharing chewy crust pizza
and a six pack of Michelob
we had delivered. No, your eyes will
fall away, then shortly after meander
across the street to marvel at kites.
He'll be amused at the naiveté of
a girl as he brushes away
notions of flying yet fails to notice
a child's laughter.
milo
I saw that pretty girl today
although I think she thinks me odd.
My words are smooth as creme brulee.
I saw that pretty girl. Today
she winced at me to my dismay
as at pot of day old cod.
I saw that pretty girl today.
Although I think she thinks me odd
The Tourist
Summer will find you dining on brie
and boxed merlot on the roof of the Met.
Before you forgo all modesty
for graying temples and bespectacled
eyes, he will feel obligated to ask,
"Is there something on your mind?"
You will not reply with crispy duck
in Chinatown or seedy groping
in the sticky-floored second-runs,
or a cross town pad without a view
of the river sharing chewy crust pizza
and a six pack of Michelob
we had delivered. No, your eyes will
fall away, then shortly after meander
across the street to marvel at kites.
He'll be amused at the naiveté of
a girl as he brushes away
notions of flying yet fails to notice
a child's laughter.
milo