gnarl

knitting



sometimes

when the warm tide of your skin

flows under my touch with hushed abandon

I see your fury; the deepcold

sores(bootprint tattoos)not so old

cutting into the(then)girl(now),

sharp stones formed of

some fellow's wrong.

(I am not afraid)

i will smother your hurting places

with long years of holding;

act

by

act

i will cover

your wrathful wounds

like shells of pearl

around...
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Animals



My love is

a great soft beast with deep teeth and sudden chemicals

a melange of appetite feeding on your aroma.

It hides redly

in the dark of my chest,

this moist animal scents your secret flesh

and bellows crimson sighs

while shakebumping beneath the boney bars.

My love is a singular exact hunger

that tastes only for you.



I think you own

another...
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Champagne Kiss



I thought to let

her sip a draught

of bubbles from

my eager mouth.



Mused over tangs

of snapping sphere

and elder grape

her words sprang tart;



"I still recall

the first to tease

and satisfy

my lips with wine."



My heart grew sour

as I despaired

that truth was not

a friend of love.

Happy NY, SG!



Impeccable Days



Ideal rain falls

in perfect perfusion

across specifically

unclean windows.



Every blade

of pleated green

builds exact posing angles

while becoming itself.



Correct clouds part,

Venus is

meticulously placed

and the last breathless

ray of day

finds again the explicit

color of ending.

Hobuck Sunset



Tentacles of drying sand

reach across tidal flats.

Beyond high mists, sun crackles

cross distant, restless fluid.



Slack water slowly returns

as the bright hole spits last rays

between lips of cloud and sea.



Blue mussels clickwhistle at

the glowing solar bounty,

tied to rocky gendarmes

above slow marauding stars.



Each breaker casts brassy sparks

collapsing in fat orange light

across a shallow...
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Lost Baubles

She cries again
while folding wash
her center soft
with rusty leaks

It's not the moon
that draws her tears
when ruddy floods
blot holes on sheets

but memories of
pang and puke
and puny unlived
nubs of meat.

Bless You

Ah), the primal muscilage;
ah), the multitude of nostrilled minions
stranded daily in a hungry world,
we salute your tenacious love of finger
and thumb, oh crumb
of mottled clinger and the way
you slip the hooked predation
of small children from within
those snotty grottoes.

Nimbly jump, oh crusty warrior
from one glad handshake
to another; stalk housekeepers
from beneath formica, behind...
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Walls



protein jackets,

cell partitions,

membranes and pellicles,

all walls against

hungry otherness.



minds hid in boney boxes

keep a universe at bay

sipping tastes of real

through slippery threads.



We are

only because

of apart,

be separate

or unbecome.


Helices tumble,

cytoplasm diffuses,

organs dissolve and

blood rusts.


A you or me

of beating jelly

will glow to slow ashes.



Singularity.

Isolation.

Seclusion.

Loneli...
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My Witch



No moonkindled, catstroking, broomspindled girl, this!

her magic lies

in thoughtless motion

in husky laughter and

the way those brassy ringlets

snare wafts of incense to enchant

near inhalations.



That spellweaving, silverclad, runekneading lass

sometimes spins

a web of quiet glances

and baits it with a luscious grin.

I fall an eager victim to her

heady machinations and

find myself inclined to wrestle...
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Cookies



Three dozen men of gingerbread

still softly warm from oven love

have lost six of their little heads

within plump grins that float above.



The twins wax sweetly corpulent

and lick the rest with greeded eyes

as the remaining legion went

into a jar installed on high.



Girlchildren vowed right there and then

next day to gobble every inch

of tiny, spicy mannequins;

a...
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