Saturday, December 01, 2012

what came was now


Having focused
where she ought
where she should
on the idealism of
…Eventually

she slept overlong
in the complacency
of “ it will come”

and when she woke
she woke to words
to divulgences

when she woke
she woke
to the morning
cocooned in flesh
that fit just right

but what came,
was not Eventually
what came was Now

Thursday, November 29, 2012

new moon


fervor of the full moon has calmed
post-coital
words which waxed full, throbbing
wane satisfactorily

she’d smoke if she smoked
and they have yet to touch

Wednesday, November 28, 2012

blue calm

It was neither noon nor sunrise,
sunset or twilight lit

there was only
the blue calm of midnight
when the moon tempts lovers
toward illicit liaisons
when she allows to linger
and forward thoughts

of flesh between teeth.

Monday, November 26, 2012

in a vessel


she don’t
talk about these things
keeps her worry
in a vessel where
ink like blood the scratch-scratch
crazy goes
so her smile can
lit her lips ablaze
with a slow lick and
her mind
stays shiny

he though,
he gets the thick of it
so she mutters
a little crazy his way