Win On Diagonals

February 11, 2008

Majella Maltempi in three shades never seen

Filed under: Prosperity — dom @ 8:40 pm

2-11-2008

By: Domenic Maltempi

1.

One day that child comes back to get to know you

Get to know

get to know me?

How does that go?

What do you look at in the morning

after this and that

is complete?

incomplete

May I

see

your scrapbook daddy?

little honey in the gimlet eye

knows the puissant ways of real love will annihilate love

striated with panic, pain, anger, fear

That much prediction I might pinkie swear to you

Urgent joke

small joke

confetti stuffed mouth

You might be doing pull ups

using a precarious looking garage door

a little sweat mocks your lip

2.

It was never something else with love stringing it together

Filaments crossed in tender lift

semblance dragged out of our way

no satisfaction in that

3.                    Some drenched white bakery box

Ferried to all the congratulation

Parties

Hello! RAZZZZOOOO!

4.

Knowing began along time ago

No ancient head itch clubbed towards

Heaven bumped cartoon lump

bird

dressed fine

How old now?

No…not that!
I picked you up in  morning

Drowsy sweet warm thing

But it was always again NOW…

then!

how old?

please…stop that now

Serious, please

I’m not some freak

Make all the coffee in the world

But I’ll see you in a second

Complimenting some polymath of a pretend dragon

confessing to an overdone

Philly in beads

5.

Way before you came back

If that’s what you call it

…who?

We knew each other better after

After we had to part…

had to?

Of course

But what’s all that?

Missing, parting, dousing, clawing,

Fly every day wings!

weightless mass icing its ascent’s trail

what’s all that?

Was it any different then

watching you sleeping that night in February?

Passed out in mother’s arms

Watching each step up you went

Just you

Head on shoulder

shutdown

face

body shut down so…so…beautifully

pull-pull

into what leaping fires to keep this?

but up we will still go

head on shoulder

feigning sleep

I’m there again

and now

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