OverCome

As his fleeting thoughts drifted
through the tingles of arousal,
the winds shook the trees free
of their laggard leaves.

The panes of his windows grieved
and creaked beneath the growing frost,
like a blanket of lust
obstructing the light.

October

Beneath the newly fallen night,
a baby cricket - lost in hope -
crawls inside a vacant wine bottle,
escaping, an unexpected frost.

Gibberish

In a fit of elation,
she came to wait for
a life lived,
or lived life?
Rawness and real
shared with you (and them, secretly);
a few here or there, without a feel.

(Those who came to weed,
run with the speed
of pedals ablaze).

Her smile, warped:
A packaged deal of charm
and intrigue by light,
gone dark at night.
The clock ticks on,
without a suitable mention
of her uniform at the cleaners.

Re-lay-shun Ships:

past the breakers,
beyond the let downs
and blow ups; erupting
in swirls of chaos,

of swaying hips
and pursed lips,
floating out in
a sea of noise.

Obscure

A path for hiking, hidden beneath  
briers and weeds and decaying leaves;
dry crunches of forsaken heath,
trees bending and twisting, grieves

for the sun's light to embrace the scene
in an inflamed fit of lust and greed;
an adventure of sites unseen
like words in poems she'll never read.

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.

Solitude

The hour before sun

rise, the furniture

rests. The house

doesn't weep but

cradles me in
its

darkness; before the light

comes. It'll

moan with desire, holding you

out there.

Apropos

The abrupt slope
at the foot of echoes
chanting, "No!"
-- halts her
galloping feat -- Just
seconds before
losing her shoes.

Loneliness

stuck in extended
      shallowness
       like glass
         blown
          too long:
       ignored
  in an open fire,
wasting to embers. 

out to lunch

chewing the curd
to a liquid where it's swallowed--
becoming absorbed

Consumed

Cheers! -- to the good life
that would kill her in a 
shot; glass ceiling 
above dreams 
shattered once
she found the courage
to empty her cup. 

Ding Dong

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the doorbell rang.
oddly enough--
no one was there.

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Nod

I rolled her name up
in my left t-shirt
sleeve, like a greaser
firing up his t-bird

on a Saturday night
drive-in date
behind windows steamed--
in a wet dream

Feed

a pint or two of stout
just to ease my pout--

a pint of ice cream before bed,
sweet dreams to settle my head

But hunger pains gnaw.

fast food drive-thru after midnight--
dreams of you shatter my might

throwing my belt on the highway
my pants are screaming, "may day!"

The hunger pains still gnaw.

one and a half dozen cupcakes
in the oven, set on bake

hot chicken wings sizzle in the fryer
new pants, a size up in the dryer

Still, the hunger pains gnaw.

now a heart knows a thing or two
about gnawing pain of rue--

it is swift and sly
makin' up lies

That hunger pains need to be fed.

BeFall

The naked trees watch
the saturating rain

fall from dark skies
before dawn breaks.

Deep moisture rising
into puddles to be splashed

before evaporating
in the afternoon sun.

Enter-Mission

in a made up mind
lies a handful
of made up beds
in the dark corners
with soft linens and pillows;
to lie our heads
in a made up land.

Past Tense-Shun

The rose, with soft petals:
Destined to die
before it can rise.

Before Supper

The afternoon sun is creeping through
the bedroom. I like this room this time
of day; alone with no one to care--

for or about; I chuckle.
The darkness lies across my shoulders,
while I swirl my bourbon on the rocks;

gearing up for the sun to set; the time
when I have to smile and tuck
the darkness beneath the bed.

Miss

when love speaks
to my heart,
it must be traveling
without a DAMN
map, cause
it gets lost
in the translation…