Spicy Tuna Roll

if you died
id have one wish
to have you come back
as the tuna in my favorite sushi dish
so your protein would grow my hair
and when the wind would blow
I could feel you there.

What Ingrid Said

I know that each time I walk through the door

I still will not find what I’m looking for

Names scribbled all over the bathroom wall

I read and wish that I could have known them all

Here all alone in a stranger filled room

Which reeks of stale smoke and day old perfume

It’s much colder outside than it is here

I add to the warmth and order my beer

This is the winter of my discontent

Please someone tell me where my sunshine went

I need to know where I can find the light

But it isn’t something I’ll find tonight

Heartbreak and alcohol calling my name

Each night I come here it is always the same

A ten digit number on my right hand

A crush on the boy that plays in the band

The beginning of another story

The tragic tale of my faded glory

I already know how the story goes

It starts with a kiss and ends with no clothes

Knowing the end without hesitation

Continuing on, no reservation

I don’t remember if I know his name

But he’s just a pawn in my silly game

If a kiss is designed to stop our speech

The goal of silence is within my reach

If I can shut him up for long enough

I guarantee it won’t be very tough

To get him to come home just for tonight

To make him leave by the first signs of light

Then in the dark I will not be alone

A childhood fear I’ve never outgrown

He’ll be just one more notch in my bedpost

Safe in my closet, what’s one more old ghost?

There will be no bride, there will be no groom

Just me all alone as light floods my room

New Poetry!

I am taking a poetry writing class this semester, and have rediscovered a love of an old hobby, writing poetry. I am adding now, two of my most recent poems... What Ingrid Said, which was a practice in iambic pentameter (at least the ten syllable part of it)... the inspiration came from Ingrid Bergman's quote "A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous." I was wondering if Ingrid Bergman was around today, what kind of girl she would be at age 22, I decided to make her a slut, and that's where What Ingrid Said... came from. I am also including a couple of recent pieces including "Spicy Tuna Roll" and "Lottery". Enjoy!