an ‘execution of hormones’
A ‘consequence of judgements’
from a ‘myriad of choices’
leads to a ‘chaos of feelings’.
This is why we have a PMS defense,
a ‘smuck of jellyfish’,
and a ‘murder of crows’. |
Genesis
We pulled magic from the air,
sweet breaths dancing
on lips that spoke the perfect words.
We stood there romancing,
smiles splashing U -inside- S,
astonished.
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No one can promise they'll never
hurt you, because at one time or
another they will. The real promise is
if the time you spent together will be
worth the pain in the end.
~Unknown
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Romancing the Bone
In perpetual heat
years fall off of the bone
like a turkey simmered
at 200F for over a day.
The trick is maintaining the heat.
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Howl
were you to howl
I would come,
a beacon searching for your frantic eyes
an ear to the ground for your cries.
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Catfood
On this quiet Sunday
my world changed color,
my lungs fed me
with something new
my belly growled, clenching,
demanding the food of you.
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Agnostic
I’ve gnawed on the knuckles of gnomes,
had gnarly gnats nibbling
with a knackering for my knees.
I’ve knocked knots with the have knots,
eaten gnocchi with knaves,
knitted stitches for wounded knights,
gnashed my nosh with the ignoble of the hood,
Yet never have I known a knowledge of Gnod.
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Violate Light
Mid-winter light is carnivorous,,
each piece of matter inspected,
its shadows cast from heartless swords
edgy, stark
violating.
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Weeds and Roses
You were the good that wouldn’t come out
I pre-washed, I shouted,
I Wisked, I soaked.
Weeds will always be stronger than roses,
their seed spread like a germ,
spores to a sultry wind… like a man’s.
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Scib #43
I would cradle you on the silk of sheets
kimonos - negligees - saris
on sinew and taut
straining tendons of my arms
above the mesh of my words
held beneath the wings
of relentless wonder and frictional dream.
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Aural Stew
My bones are hungry
my flesh is weak,
my mind still feeding
on your virtual aural stew
I’m left to gnaw on the bones
of a binary you.
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Visitors
They have tongues of a different tribe
eyes that see walls as glass
beauty as a posture
light as if it had veins. |
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Light
Light
is the greatest treasure of all.
Without it,
love would be a colorless dream. |
Missives to Lea #3
whisper to me
on the wings of a lilac wind
a kiss to the stars
as I fail towards sleep
the breath of you drifting
caressing my years
as I melt the knots
the chaos of your day
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Facial
I see your face
in the buffeting of each green March wind,
loving me from rooftops, stairwells, and sheets.
I see your face in quiet whispers,
your eyes always so longing,
alway saying goodbye.
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N Emollient
There is something about the word emollient,
something deliciously frictional,
moisturizing, cleansing, nourishing
yet seductive
something for the cracks
that line our hearts and souls |
N Shushhh!
Shushhh!
stop the online clutter
the digital clatter…
shushhh… listen to your cells
your fingertips
do you hear us pleading? |
N Cobbler
fragrance simmers like peaches
from your shadows
the nooks beneath your skirts
something salty in the orchard
something fuzzy and sweet' |
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