Wish

Little Silver Dragons
Like Sucking Dynamite
Living Simply Dumb
Love Someone Dangerous
Lightning Strikes me Dead
Leaving Smarter Devils

Live Some Dream
Lacking Sense Desirous
Laughter, Spiting Death
Late, Stumbling Drunk
Leaving, She's Delirious

Make a wish.

Nuptuals On a Luscsious Scented Desert

He'll shrug and walk away.

Untitled

Craving smooth-skinned hands
to wake by

Two butterfly kisses in the early light

Tasting shadows
that mold to the curves of his neck

Watching light
dance on each eyelash
as his back flexes to meet the day

Confuddlematation

Lonely is being home on Friday night
fighting back tears
while a distant whistles in the bathroom.

Lonely is having nnnnnno one to turn to.
Lonely is slamming into someone in desperation,
trying to get inside the warmth of someone else's life
to escape from my own.

Who can understand the writer in me?

Are you out there? Not me. I'm a not-here,
anywhere but anywhere,
atop the farthest light you can see, burning.

Lonely is being crushed by your own mortality.

Consumed

I watched the skirt pull tight against the thigh--
watched through your eyes

This hair curls against a soft cheek
Your caress

The water flowing down a hot throat
Taint

Thighs brush as I walk
Fingers or a tongue trailing

You’re touching me
None of this is my own now.

Reading Jane

Urquhart
More beautiful read than said
Filthy man dozes at the back
A circle of clean around him

Shhhh, not too close

Phew.

Reading Jane,
she does
read to us
imagining we understand
we are connected in our dilusion

Filth harbours no pretense
Milky eyes roll

A fallen horse

Chin to chest, read on fair
Urquhart

Q&Awaken

Gone is the film
blue eyes in the phew
attentive to

Mad Ludwig
Father Archangel Gstir
One bell tolling in the wilds

Itwillbe

Beauty is in the mind of the beholder
and you are refreshingly real.
Not hearing from you, I feel like I'm back in a tired, old world
again... how did you penetrate me so deeply?

you are nothing to me, but letters on a screen.
i cannot see how my words would get you to
do anything that you don't want to do.
i'm not that powerful. i'm just an elf.

You're right. I'm sorry. I've tainted the waters of this elven
kingdom; my words swirled red on clear, poison.

In many ways, I'm still such a child, scribbling, curling words around
and around, with no thought for consequence.

Light the match.