Broken whistle: I need a pea.
Two step authentication: remove your clothes.
Flicker behind the eye Abrasion, scale on cornea I feel you Gritted desert beckons Sirocco breeze hissing I hear you Fingertips pressed together Dry, not slimy with sweat I touch you Audible, visible, tactual The serpent I seek Is me
Mirror for sale: One fair owner.
She is the same Unchanged The girl in the meadow Wild dancer at night The mother in childbirth Long nights on the riviera She remembers them all Feels them all Even still hears and smells them Yet, her shell is different More aged Lined Proof of life Some would say But not she For she […]
When the leaves fall And the snows come I’ll remember this summer Your body, your heat
Latin, her blood Caribbean, her skin Nordic, her figure African, her will Oriental, her manner Russian, her eyes Mine, her hand
There are times when the health apps, training and even the writing has to be put to one side. They are times for the mind and body to wind down recoup and recharge. For me these days have been few and far between in recent times. But today I lapsed, my better judgement kicked out of […]
So very hot: Sweat, no time to drip Evaporates Beneath a lemon-drop sun; I’m being steamed, Cooked alive. I dissipate in clouds of me, As shade eludes, Cold water offering momentary bliss, Nothing more. Is this summer Or just a taste of hell, I know not? And as I search for more buttons to loose, […]
The arteries of life Reach unto the eaves of Earth. Such delicate entwinements, Though falsely termed as strong, I watch wan light bleed through them And wonder on the day. Their shadow, cast upon this equally weak chest, Reinforces my own cavernous interior Though from the outside, not within. Yet, still, hope they bring. I just pray that my own filaments Will reach as far.