Tag: love
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Eggs
I always said I’d have kids With the right person Of course One receives No such certainties All good things Are leased Are courtesies Something in me surfaces when I see her My brushed desire cedar height from seed at her teasing sea’s seething Other ways await By my fleeting cursive; by the lancet sharp…
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What occupies me
What’s for you doesn’t pass you by I would explore you while the world I set before you was set on fire The unsaid makes my ire too easy I am the wounded lion trying to bite Androcles Waving the paper my capers have defiled Nothing I do ever feels right. I write, producing nothing…
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Hints of her
She is that example Every sampling inch her resisting curtain dangles Brings revolting groupies closer to my brambles. Molared chill scatters chidden leaves like strikers fleeing hissing tear. Bidden leave like a child who’s given cheek during a weekly meal; I am given leave to plead, for more lead Sufficient for feeling free, useless for…
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Plated congress
Fit for battle, lacking only foe and fitting standard We coupled, war-dressed, in armour, like Vandals. Our clanging visors; our sandwiched hands of iron undivided She moved with the inevitability of karma toward a smile Determined to curb it all a while. Between curtain wall and bed curtains, the stairs curved. Bumping gorgets Sword-lording corsets…
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Arrowstruck Agincourt Heart
A lambent fancy of mannered madness that Every lasting fable and improving tale advises abandoning And yet here I am, without my thatch Stranded on some lamplit landing, rambling on Sketching the lady, that sun I will handle hot. Wasting good Bics on sticky, must-nix fantasies. She discourses, of course, in perfect four course iambic…
Alchemisland 