Saturday, April 23, 2011

People in My Head

I make up people in my mind,
give them teddy bears, guns,
cloudy evenings, lunch coupons
spring weddings,
then  kill them softly.
Flinging bodies over  violet cliffs.
Some die, others in dusty corners
 hide
to creep out of ears
and surprise me in real life.

They can't be killed anymore.