Beachside slave
Morning
Seashell ways
Spinning
The snail shell
Of life
Symmetry
Octagons
& vortex
Complexity
Of life
Distilled
When we simmer
Over the stove
Laying back
W our backs
To the past
Black, our faces
Into California fields
This electric fence
Keeps you from me
Baby girl
In my arms
Found washed up
On shocking shores
Blistered lips
Boarded up stores
Bleached sun
Swimsuit eagle
Covered hips
Sniffing
Beagles
Through the woods
We wandered
Over the hills
Far, far away
Choose & circle one
My dear in life
My tear-pretended wife
My sly deer blinded headlights
You will
Lose nothing
All gain-
Twisted panties
Churning pain
Unusual girl
Knee high boots
Dying fast
Stop trying
To last
Don’t hold back
One of us
Must let go
One of us
Just let
The cold snow
Fall, over
Our windshield
For you
The comfort
Of my winter
Staring through
The sheer nylon
Your tights
I remember
You are the knife
In my heart
Demand
Someone
As free as
I live
As to be
As did
When the summer
Of youth
Kissed young
My face
So wet
The older girls
Always took
My hand
Made bets
The days of sand
Taught
To lay
To kiss
Stay longer
And learn
Now the older
Man
I burn
Peppered hair
In the day
Smoldered
Into dawn
Baby, crows feet
Eyes touch
Hands meet
& you’re gone
Racing over
Towns
Delicate lace
Gowns
& pretty high
Heels keep you
High
Off the ground
Somewhere
I still reach
Somewhere
I still stay
Laying around
All day
Dreaming
Of a woman
Eye lined
Scouring
Dirt roads
Kicking heaves
To the side
Stuck in the
Gutter of love
Curled hair
Eyes heavy
Arms like doves
Smoke stacked lips
Hungry
As slaves on ships
& grey, lonely, scavenging
Crazed
Wolves
Waving
A fire hand
Wild
As the man
I once saw in the mirror
Years ago
Driving away
Just ride-
Into fire
Out from rain
I lick your
Transparent pain
Around the sun
As we walk down
These isles
Pretending
That this means nothing
Did you pray?
Cause I did
Every time you stayed
Why so scared
Move forward
The past is just that
Past / participle
Sedimentary
Rock / hard / sickled
Rust & bone
I’ll take flesh over stone
Every day
So, I ask again
Do you pray?
Cause I do
Every time you stay
The fox and the hound
Dear box: I’m bound
I see you through
Even where you don’t
I understand
You’re whole
No comments:
Post a Comment