a few poems
staniec heinemann
sometimes
i feel guilty
i otherwise would feel nothing
3 hours past sunrise
.
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(untitled)
I'm a big fan of
chick peas
garbanzo baby
yum
someone come over and lets have a garbanzo party
we'll make 4 dishes all with garbanzo's
It will be like garbanzo Iron Chef
you know you want in on this.
.
.
.
(untitled)
i have turntable guilt
they are over there, always looking at me
they know i can never love them
like i do you
computer.
sigh.
maybe ill get rid of them
that will shut them up.
.
.
my nose
is way misbehaving
it only gets away with that shit
because its cute
if it wasnt cute
id cut it off.
.
.
(untitled)
was it the giggles
the fidgeting and recrossing of legs
in black heeled boots
dkny pants
same brand different style
was it the offered drink
the way it started
the mirror paying a compliment
and interupted writing
'what are you doing?'
'thinking'
possibly the language
the course of study
the hands
the ruffled shirt
'i'll buy you a blender for your birthday.
When is it?'
the walk to the car
excuses for it's bad shape
chivalry
how soft a kiss.
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.
(untitled)
we watched anastasia
cause i love animation
today i am wondering
if it was similar for sadaams family
having to flee all their riches
and if they will just go live that life
a little quieter
somewhere else
or if we'll kill them all.
Staniec Heinemann ©2003
