COOL, COTTON COMFORT
I wore him like a tight pair of jeans,
and he looked damn good on me.
It was almost obscene,
that tight pair of jeans.
He didn’t fit,
and I was proud of it
and the way they’d stare
at that man I’d wear.
It was almost obscene,
that pair of jeans.
Well, I’m older today,
and I’ve got a man that fits
like a pair of sweats, heather grey,
and he looks damn good on me.
And that tight pair of jeans?
Well, I threw him away.
I wore him like a tight pair of jeans,
and he looked damn good on me.
It was almost obscene,
that tight pair of jeans.
He didn’t fit,
and I was proud of it
and the way they’d stare
at that man I’d wear.
It was almost obscene,
that pair of jeans.
Well, I’m older today,
and I’ve got a man that fits
like a pair of sweats, heather grey,
and he looks damn good on me.
And that tight pair of jeans?
Well, I threw him away.
from:
Spirits and Oxygen
Copyright © 2003
by Yolanda Coulaz
Purple Sage Press
from:
Spirits and Oxygen
Copyright © 2003
by Yolanda Coulaz
Purple Sage Press
Spirits and Oxygen
Copyright © 2003
by Yolanda Coulaz
Purple Sage Press
CITY GIRL
She reads cheap paperbacks
and bibles and takes them
at their word, wears black
and lives on caffeine,
cigarettes and stress.
Her nails are nubs;
cuticles ragged and raw;
hair, Midnight #36.
Her skin is pale
in sky scraper shadows,
and she is lean
for lack of transportation.
She eats soft pretzels
soaked in humidity,
seasoned with salt
and carbon monoxide,
searches for something
in subways and taverns,
and she doesn’t read
the funnies anymore.
She reads cheap paperbacks
and bibles and takes them
at their word, wears black
and lives on caffeine,
cigarettes and stress.
Her nails are nubs;
cuticles ragged and raw;
hair, Midnight #36.
Her skin is pale
in sky scraper shadows,
and she is lean
for lack of transportation.
She eats soft pretzels
soaked in humidity,
seasoned with salt
and carbon monoxide,
searches for something
in subways and taverns,
and she doesn’t read
the funnies anymore.
from:
Spirits and Oxygen
Copyright © 2003
by Yolanda Coulaz
Purple Sage Press
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