by Diana Salier
now there are no laws forever
mornings i am too tired
and you are always too far
from my breakfast table .
the sheets are in the dryer
in electric heat
for your imminent return .
i remember kissing you
monday in bed
while surfy indie pop bands
who sound vaguely like joy division
played in the background .
it's like i can't call you baby
so i make a list of words that start with baby
and combine to send you this telegram:
' hi baby carrots,
don't forget the baby back ribs
for the baby-faced babysitters
of the baby elephants ' .
it's like tonight we're the last
two people left on earth .
now you're stuck with me, baby carrots .
now i'm the cop and you're the robber
now you're the cop and i'm the robber
now we're both the robbers
and now there are no laws forever .
you are having a good hair day everything else will follow suit
you came to this world with no expectations but somehow they found you ! . it's best not to fret . you will get married after a skydiving incident , you will hasten some vows from a hospital bed ten minutes from false death just after the [ tunnel of light ] has receded and [ god ] suckerpunched you back to your sack of bones and blue striped gown .
upon waking you will hold hands with the first person you see and nearly kill them with kindness , and then nearly kill them . but it's best not to fret . here we are alive, and please go outside and enjoy this popsicle ! find some peanut butter for your jelly and eat it. i'll be your own psychic sidekick , i'll tell you what's been on your mind .
we are gathered here today as i would like more information on the possibility of loving you . i'm interested in loving you in a cardboard box where there's nothing else to do but sit there and love you . i'm interested in loving you on a desert island at night without a flashlight . i'm interested in loving you on a spaceship though it's your fault the aliens have found us and it's easier to kind of hate you .
you look so damn good in those denim shorts ! . find a vegan cookie and eat it . the party will never start without you / you are the party and the ten foot cake display and there are hungry mouths open , waiting to feed . also you are not the only one standing alone in the bread aisle wondering how you will die . look at me with the canned foods , poring over black beans wondering how i will die .
now the sun has come up in the east or has it . now the sun has come up in the east . come up here like the sun in the east . your arms were meant to wrap around things . you were meant to be naked . here i am naked playing this guitar // here your arms are wrapped about some foreign limbs // here we are having a drunk moment but we are totally sober .
you are having a good hair day: everything else will follow suit .
big dog meets little dog
one day i send you
a picture of a tall,
standing on a table
next to a shorter
i say this is us
you're the taller one
on the left
and you say oh definitely,
i'm that one
definitely that's me
and eileen myles says
there's this thing
i think love
or the expectation