It's My Birthday!

Yes, today is my birthday. I am officially old. Ha! To celebrate my birthday I have decided to post a couple of my favorite poems from my favorite poet, Tim Dlugos. I randomly found his work in a poetry anthology and have been in love with all his poems ever since! So, take a read and let me know what you think! 

waking to 
rain and
still being
drunk and
trying again
to fuck before
the bus came 

This will be the last time I set down 
in writing a request for your watery 
gaze. I want it to be there, mostly;
not to set it on my dresser next to
the cactus and telephone, nor save it 
for the year you will spend in the mountains.
I am afraid it will fade with your tan
which will take a long time to go away.
There us no well I can think of
as colorful in its darkness as your eyes:
whatever I look down I want to see them
endless and reflecting, but am unwilling
to take them outside of  your face, in which
you make me travel the whole route between us,
the distance of my poems and desires. So
this is goodbye, the last time I plead
that you keep the sparkle always there by leaving,
and that you wake beside me every morning forever
to show me what good today can possibly bring.


180 days with Jordan

sodium sediments stick

on upper eyelashes.

shuttering and shaking,

while I take what was left.

you are now officially out of my life.

switching and shifting,

on second Sunday of the month.

suffering over sad sentiments,

left over from our February weekend.

There is a reason why Disney character’s mothers always die.

Cinderella, Little Mermaid
Whiff of hot gin
I swear, mama, it wasn’t me!

Sleeping beauty, Aladdin
Sunny afternoon
What did you do with it?

Beauty and the Beast, Dumbo
Tugs on Barney & Friends T-shirt
Me never touched it! Never!

Lady and the Tramp, Pocahontas
Expensive empty bottle of perfume
Trash my things, I will yours!

Lion King, Peter Pan
Trash can filled with VHS
Is this the perfume on the bathroom floor?


The bewitching of a young Indiana girl

a brief charm

stabbing so genuinely

touching me like a lady

like I meant something

to you (for an instant)

in your hard wood apartment

with your delivery sushi and hot tea

telling me that you would take care of the parking ticket

but now I comprehend

this was false

the sting of your disloyalty takes me and

moves me.

I asked to come to Chicago

to visit you but you told me you were busy

with work.

Or perhaps another girl.

though I know

I should not be astounded

and that I should not be troubled

it was only a little charm

that you cast on me like words sprinkled on the page to hypnotize

and this spell of your charm

and has been broken

from your cruel embrace of indifference.