Forty-Something Years in Ninaland

Paper Dreams

Mar
12

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Get a grip

Hold on

those are the things we say

when we mean goodbye

but say hello instead…

 

I am a lover

a sad woman

who makes coffee

every time she is mad.

 

she does not say what

her mind does not want to hear

or know or be

the final stain of lipstick

on a cup

 

that is how you know it’s hers.

you are, you are thirsty

for something besides water

for something besides air

 

you are standing by the window

counting your cash

wishing you were measuring kisses

instead of green paper dreams.

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A dollar is just that isn’t it?

a dream?

it is a promise, but it is nothing

after all but paper.

 

Paper promises are the best

we sign them, we give our signature

without reading the fine print

in our eyes.

 

You are, you are, you are worth more

than a song written in a book

about music.

I am, i am, worth less

than your wordy promises.

 

We take these promises to court

we say i do

but we don’t.

I contemplate throwing up my food

when you cut your wrists

you are just a band aid away from death.

while i am a song away from certainty.

 

I know, i know, you are bleeding

but I don’t pray

instead I decide to create dread locks

with fake hair on a doll that is dead.

 

They say it’s voodoo

i say it’s tomorrow

they claim it is right now

what time is it really?

 

these words are soot from a fire

they are the atoms that

started the universe

you say, you say, you don’t believe me.

 

i say i am a liar

you say, so what?

i tell you i will hurt you

you say, so when?

 

we are all waiting for pain

at a bus stop

with graffiti on our backs

and piercings on our tongues.

 

you promised you would betray

me so I waited patiently

for the knife in my chest

but you drew a picture instead.

 

You call it art

I call it my face

you say i have never seen you before

you say it is your face.

 

As if you can own an image

even if it’s for sale

the faces on paper money

we are, we are all made of paper.

nina

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3 Responses to Paper Dreams

  1. I hadn’t read this entry until just now. It has been quite a while since I read your work, and just like the very first time I read one of your posts, I am humbled by the power you have with your words. Very beauitful. So right. Vulnerable perhaps? Thank you.

  2. I hadn’t read this entry until just now. It has been quite a while since I read your work, and just like the very first time I read one of your posts, I am humbled by the power you have with your words. Very beauitful. So right. Vulnerable perhaps? Thank you.

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