Endure

In her slithering sultriness
she attacks from the side with the smile
of innocence and the heart of a child
in the breath of a breeze;
suffocating the senses of logic
until he is held captive
in her trance, holding him there
till the moonlight dies.

Escape

dark rooms with
concrete walls built high,
echoes myths;

She opens her eyes.

Altar-ation

A dimly lit lamp
in the corner solely
lighting a book of poetry
stained with tears, still damp

inside: pouring rain--
outside the window,
the wind blows
rattling the pane

in a procession--
as a roaring crowd,
beckoning loud-ly
the call of participation.