2 September 2004 | Vol. 4, No. 3
She Said
Try a sweeter martini,
flakes of a little dry laugh.
Make yourself a woodpecker's tongue.
Don't try to understand
your dreams. Dreams have a will
of their own. Our lives have
a will of their own.
What is this cave?
Go ahead & ask it.
Don't mince words.
My answer is yes
& yes, yes & no, no
& yes, & no & no.
There's always a war.
In this way, in that way.
In that way, in this way.
The eye's a weakness & love
Is very everything
Like fire: many things burning,
only one combustion.
Don't think for one fucking minute
I'm not broken-hearted.
But weep for me no more.
About the author:
Juliet Patterson's poems have appeared in Verse, Conduit, The Journal, DIAGRAM, and other publications. She lives in Minneapolis. Her favorite color is red. You can reach her at .
For further reading:
See the complete list of work by Juliet Patterson at 42opus. Browse the contents of 42opus Vol. 4, No. 3, where "She Said" ran on September 2, 2004. List other work with these same labels: poetry.
