A Love Letter To A Chameleon

Lets revel in this shared Bodhi
Dance forth with wine
And pull the moon
Down over our cheeks

The Escape Artist

Fawn eyed creatures
Like me have no chance
My ocean targeted. Dredged
Every sea dollar spent
My hiding spots albescent
Snowing and pregnant with plastic
I hide out during the workday
Sitting on my gender neutral throne
My island at my job. I write poems
While pretending to excrete
While thinking these words