people always make it sound like you figure things out early that’s it’s all simple that it all falls in place that it gets easier when you near 30. i’m still a mess a lone tetromino falling through the cruel vacuous infiniteness of space spinning out of control. a bulge of scattered wood blocks strewn…
Tag: Life
Sister Moon – A Haiku
sister moon above estranged apart divided gentle guiding light
Honey Water – A Haiku
honey water flows trickling sweet nectar and musk peak and valley meld
Measuring Up
your blood rushes magmatic vascular filaments ignited ‘neath less than two millimeters of flesh – confidence betrays you eyes lowered a subtle act of humility submission – so close you can smell it taste it flit it with an eager tongue – rigid protrusion of inadequacy prodding your flaccid ego penetrating your self-image sowing fertile…
New Fields
we set off – fearless travelers in tireless pursuit aware of the perils lurking on the periphery – baren satchel bereft of utility endowed with promise – handful of possibility a crumb of opportunity – making camp where others fear to tread lightly into the fangs and furnace lit to bar our path – coated…
Appetite
appease the gods and sate their hunger spread fear among the younger shed blood; fill their cups spill over such young supple flesh on which they sup halcyon minds offered up crushed mint and clover in their hand a spirit high, a body lowered impish jest, divine jokers indifferent towards man nameless meat held to…
So Miserable – A Haiku
she’s so miserable screaming in the living room vodka on her breath
It Was Over – A Rondelet
it was over no words exchanged nor glances passed it was over vacant plot a field of clover a fragile form not built to last a crucible in which we’re cast it was over
The Mere Hope – A Shadorma
i’m locked in no chance of escape crawling in a dim room adorned with rust and tarnished keys without a door – prisoner a worm slithering in the mud belly down delving for the promise of freedom the mere hope
Ice Shattered Flowers- A Breccbairdne
ice shattered flowers sinking in the whistling wind subduing rigid stems the cool rain drizzling – shimmering parterre festive floral vessels tranquilly set adrift coursing pools of beryls – nectarine sunlight gusting gales of august quickened by its gentle shove towards dusk and stardust
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