Skeletal Explanations

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She plays his bones like a glockenspiel
He likes how it tickles

He grins at how her skull echoes
She just glad he’s talking in her ear

Theirs is a musical marriage
Hollow notes and ricochets

A tickle of the ivories, they say
But who ever played their own

Such skeletal explanations multiply
As their symphony develops

How grateful are the moles and worms
Now they’ve taken it below


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Richard

Richard M. Ankers
Author of the brand new steampunk extravaganza Britannia Unleashed.

Elsewhere

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Artwork by me

This flickering Nowhere makes a mockery of the Somewhere I’m supposed to be

The streetlight’s intermittent bulb, unable to illuminate even the merest confirmation

Gives no inkling of where I am, where I’m going, or even, where I’ve been

An owl hoots in amplifying echoes as though seeking to assist in its radar sharpness

But I am neither bat nor whale, though I often feel like I inhabit their abodes

Those of ebon shades and indistinct definition, of water, earth, air and the in-between

For momentous decision are made at night, not dusk, nor dawn, nor unassignable hours

Regardless of one’s exact positioning, one’s actual viewpoint, one’s supposed vision

As true thinkers shirk from the sun and its brazen obviousness, its deliberate displays

Preferring the cool rationale of imagined midnight streets, actual lonely lanes and desperate city blocks

This flashing beacon intercepts such thoughts and promotes only one conclusion

I am neither Nowhere, nor Somewhere, so must be Elsewhere. I always have been


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Richard

Richard M. Ankers
Author of the brand new steampunk extravaganza Britannia Unleashed.

Forever Blood

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Desperate, we strive to unite
both sides of souls made
unmanageable by time
and technology, pain and war,
our conjunction hearts seeking
to ease from the shade,
break from the blinding glare of false light.
Neither black nor white, but red,
they run, with copious amounts of blood.
Always blood. Forever blood.


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Richard

Richard M. Ankers
Author of the brand new steampunk extravaganza Britannia Unleashed.

Arabian Dreams

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Photo by Mike Yukhtenko on Unsplash

A scimitar moon slices the dunes in twain,
rippling sands in obsidian curves,
twisting mercury tinges of diamond-bright light:
A fantasy made real.
And though this throat constricts,
I take one final breath of midnight;
the mirage remains the same
of you in silks wrapped loosely,
dark eyes beaming onyx bright
with desert dangers of old.
Dangers reflected in my own.
They are the merest flashes, glimpses of eternity,
where dunes, moon, oasis and mirage
merge into the same Arabian dream.
My dream. Our Dream. Us.


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Richard

Richard M. Ankers
Author of the brand new steampunk extravaganza Britannia Unleashed.

Indelicate Descents

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Falling like feathers through each other’s mind,
this is our way, these delicate descents.
But not always.

Our hearts once rose like rocks, forced from Vesuvius by tectonic immensity.
As gold-plated angels, we ascended.
As false gods, we looked down on them all.

Sparks extinguish.
Lights go out.
Coatings tarnish.
Heights are made from which to fall.

I see her, feel her, think of her as a rainbow does the sky.
One without the other is pointless,
as only one gleams.

She sees me, hears me, thinks of me as a star does the endless night.
Such pinprick pomposity!
Blink and it’s gone.

We tumble like feathers in an indelicate descent.
We tumble.
Fall.

Another dream soured.


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Richard

Richard M. Ankers
Author of the brand new steampunk extravaganza Britannia Unleashed.

Celeste

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Eyes like the heavens
full of wonder, sheer bliss,
alive in this darkness,
her gift, softest kiss.

She dreams of lost comets
and obsidian deaths,
for in all of my multiverse,
there’s only Celeste.


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Richard

Richard M. Ankers
Author of the brand new steampunk extravaganza Britannia Unleashed.