La La Land

© Jillian Kay FitzMaurice 2011

Bling Bling

High Jump

Hot at Night

4:35 am

Luke

La La Land

Three Horned Consequence

Backwards Yard

Three Dogs

everything about her was frills and bling blingshe danced on her tippy toesmade my heart singshe pulled some stringsshe made some promisesshe dealt the cardsand danced on top of them

on the deck she spun when the sun went downshe rose drew me the jack of heartsthe queen of diamondsshe was black and rednothing else was saidto the point she rocked this jointpuff puff passshe finished lastI wasn’t done with her

Bling Bling

Another game? she wanted to play diamonds for hearts

So she jerked off her necklaceand I reached under my ribs

a red mess glittered We flipped the squaresthrough straights and pairs

She wonand soon my heart was aroundher throat

I got dizzy on tequilaand blood lossbut a bet’s a bet, I know no regret

all I know is mami you look fly today and I want that treasure around your neck to sway when you dance with me.

High Jump

One of my favorite thingsis jumping off cliffs

there is beauty in indecision, unlimited possibility and the assurance ofa certain conclusion.

call off this car pool cuz we ain’t goin home

the moon is full split in two big yellow eyes and they’re jonsin’ for you

Besides,How could you resist? Mr. Sky, the charmer,in midnight blue

finely dressed but a speckled messdotted with diamonds which come and go

making wishes inspiring first kisses and all that you know

in this blue darkit’s a sticky hot messwhite linen pockets and a lack of distress

it’s now

daylights coming to chase it away

tick tock and off we go get to sleep before the sun comes home

cuz I’ll put money onthe bigger halfof a wishin’ chicken bonethat you wont feel this good when you face that big ol’ yellow ball alone!

but she wont mind if you drink her like a glass of lemonadesugar grit teeth and rich sweet sweat beads

in a little while Miss Sun will go we’ll see her pink pantieswhen she’s bent over the earth wakin’ up two moons.

Hot at Night

i.There’s no light in here except clock faceseagerly flashing not from lightning

from lazinessand a lack of caring an embrace of the unknown!

the crisp before dawn is troubling when your alone

it’s no one landit’s an empty place there’s no friends here

those old men and other restless soulsin other places not unlike your own

4 :35 AM

ii.I wish I was in a nightmare!I’d love to be theremy skin peeled off by monstersrabid dogs at my ankles someone is always behind you

Less than rested

everything you should have done just spinsoccupying the time

and killing sheep I had no idea howI’ll carve the numbers into their fur

red numbers like flashing 00:00’s

4 :35 AM

Luke

Luke

I’d love to put your head in a burlap bagwatch the fiber turn red

then reach my arm far backwardsand catapult your every thought

into that river

you’d bobble along in that burlap bag

I’d stand on the banks of that river warm and perfect incredibly beautiful

in that red cashmere sweater

They don’t take reality checks in La La Land

Only purple poodles and colored beads in a can

The sun sets the dinner table

and the night falls in a drunken stupor trying to count the spinning stars

pass the jeggly-jug! filled with spider brains, deer blood, fermented biggle bombs and pear’s feet

toss that sacred sludge and lets get on with it!

Here the girls grow red petalsout of their fingers

They really are as pretty as roses

That rapping at your window is the boogie man and those tree branches are his fingers

la lA land

WATCH out there are snakes in the grassand ants in your pantsthe only way to get rid of them

is to continue to dance

Watch your back cuz it’s comin and whatever it isyou will want some more of it

The morning glory will tell you the story of everything you did not remember

and the blue birds that rise with the sun in the morning will tell you the only sin is mortality

Three Horned Consequence

I stuck three thorns in the side of that big old pig

A brass horn by my side to honor the dead

In fear of what I’d doneall I did was run and run and run

Three miles laterI played the pig a love songBegging he’d forgive me

Seven miles latermy feet had needles in them my eyes were crusted dustCertain I was polished off I knew I must face what I had done

BUT Just a moment laterblurry I saw Heaven

It was a neon pink sign above a white door

I was saved

frantically I turned the key and snapped off its head

the door disappeared and my fate was made clearbefore my feet lay a belly up pig half bonewith three thorns in his side

Backwards yard

I’m lost for wordsI’m hidden for soundI’m walking on fence posts to avoid the ground I’ll never be thereto touch bare earth between my toes I’m far to afraid of the truth and the worms like light at midnight I’ll never find home big blue silence I hear dogs cry and I moana spell of wrongs and a wish of rights take me home quite midnight I am home quite midnight

Three Dogs

Three dogs came home last night shivering scared wet an awful sight

I stood inside the frame of my doorpicturesque scene warm yellow lightthree dogs out shakin’ in the blue storm

I looked at my houndsupright hairs on their necks ears pinned to their throatsshakin’ in their wet coats what has got you this way?

The first dog’s name was Black the Labrador leader of this particular pack Well Ma you wont believe what I sawit was shriveled ugly thing with a broken jaw,

with ice white skin and bloody knees, the nastiest damn thing I’d ever seen!

eyes big black balls and hair like weedschipped up fingernails two scars on its foreheadand holes in the palms of its hands

I was skeptical now of ol’ Black’s great taleHow’d he see this monster so well?It’s pouring rain!The hound’s insane!Bloody knees? broken jaws? and holes in its hands?

Tall as his tale was I was intriguedThis monster sounded strangeand it sounded mean

I asked the next dog about the shriveled white fiend with bloody knees

This little pup was Jabber A good dog but quite a panicker Jabber be startled by everythinga little blue bird, the sun too high, or grass too green

He was shakin’ the most out of the three

Well I…. uah… I KNOW What I saw!And that thing was mean… a nasty white thing with bloody knees!

Big Black barkedO hush now Jabber! You didn’t see nothing You took straight off running before we even seen the damn thing comin!

That pup Jabber had no replyjust sat in the wet rain dirt and lie

I couldn’t tell youif it was fearor the wet cold but I was shakin nowin my bonesmy skin felt ailinga white covering

I had big ol’ frightened eyes

I buckled and felt weak I hit the ground and my knees started to bleed

I looked at the last dog

He was a quiet oneHis name was TruthHis eyes were black the kind of black that went so far back far beyond his skull

I looked at him now wonderin’

Why these three ol’ dogs are shakin’ in their suits

What’s wrong ol’ dog! What’d you see!

Well ma, we saw a shriveled white thinglookin’ real beat up n’ mean Truth just sat thereI could barely look him in the eyes

I lowered my head to my hands to cry and saw straight through them

my tears fell through the holes into mud

Look at your knees ma

I looked down at my kneesred and bone

you don’t look so good maOld Truth saidI knew he wasn’t lyin’ and I knew I wasn’t dead

I trusted my old dog and he was the only one A monster I was