Angel Light

In moonlit alley
Ashy clotted arms
Tangled silhouettes
Gather like crows

Rundown carousels
And jilted roller coasters
A perpetual creepshow
Of attractive nuisances

Like bare veined angels
With come fuck me eyes
Pinhole sized pupils flash
Dirty wheedle smiles

Magoa

Her face weathers with patina
A spavined statue left vulnerable
To past atrocities, disappointment
And the relentless passage of time
Like the portrait of Dorian Grey
Whose worn canvas painted smile
Became a reflection of men’s sins
Turned farther and farther down

Word Salad

Dressing up for a date beginning, middle and final examinations, midterms, midwifery, DNA tests I flunked the last one I took, yep still a big Y on the, Marc! Set! Grow! a pair of aces beats my queens, and kings and guillotines sluiced deer entrails are offal but make bloody omens beware the ides ofContinue reading “Word Salad”

Burning Icarus

I burned our love letters last night Our song playing repeat in my head It sounded like a funeral dirge Orbits cockeyed and slowed, gravity waning Like two lullaby murdered blue jays Tumbling from tangerine scented clouds Fettered to cute, tiny pink and red ribbons That were strangling our necks Millions of molten, burned outContinue reading “Burning Icarus”

The Ocean

Twenty thousand leagues rage
Barely under your stare
I have drowned your fucking sailors
And have plundered their wares

Gone are your mariner rhymes
And famous literary nets
I harbor pools of sorrow
And vast seas of regret

Dot

Lately I’ve discovered
My true power
Signaling the end
Of eras, books, chapters,
Sentences, letters
And periods

Like the one
At the end
Of this line.

Undefined

Watching the sun set every dusk
in my office between six inches
of drywall, stucco and glass
Rays wander through like roots
effortlessly pressing my soul
against the clear window
Life is breath to breath
and in this very moment
I only want to warm myself
with the last gasp of today