I’ve got a Chainsaw Mouth

March 28, 2006 at 11:23 am | In dudes suck, love and relationships, poetry | 2 Comments

Dinner with Pinnocchio

His eyes glossy
look away after too long
His fingers deliberately
open and close
around the stem of a wineglass
His mouth stiffly
moves to tell me
he’s never been in love

I wonder
if at night
he wishes
(starlight starbright)
to be a real boy
or if he likes
his heart wooden

After all
you can fumigate
termites
but love
never dies

2 Comments

  1. great analogies

    Comment by ms. sizzle — April 2, 2006 #

  2. As always, thank you Miss Sizz :)

    Comment by Helena — April 7, 2006 #


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