A Face to Meet the Faces: An Anthology of Contemporary Persona Poetry

Go Somewhere with Me

108 A Face to Meet the Faces Go Somewhere with Me Collin Kelley —for Betty/Diane on Mulholland Drive I’d follow you until I split into two smiles in my good girl purse one for nights at home, riding you on the couch, and another for your Hitchcock fantasy fitted gray suit, I’m spunky and a little dangerous I’m hearty Canadian stock grown cold and in the dark jitterbugging my way, no sweat all the way to Los Angeles starlet dreams put in a box until I looked like someone else unrecognizable making coffee or embarrassing bit parts You’ve got the key in your bag all it takes is one twist, tell me what this opens, what comes out this is the girl I never dreamt I would be so the night you take me clubbing at 2 a.m. and the seizures come shocking me out of this reverie that you will never love me will leave me...llorando... I will disappear into blue light, but we will never be done with each other because you are the dream I made real and in those dark Deep River nights when no one else would listen I told every little star. ...