Ode to A.

Despite the hazards His hands scatter Impetuous as egrets Austere as harrier Over and over.. Again and again… Orwellian as orioles Mad as canyon wren Roving, forebodingly Randian as ravens Uncaging the cravings Despite the hazards His hands scatter Like winged contraband Staggering as arrows Synchronized as sparrows Dividing my horizons Into transmute hemispheres A […]

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r e c o g n i z a n c e

You see— It’s not really me, he’s wanting It’s the arrows of the marrow In the imbue of the sinews It’s the retrieval of the tremble In the drizzle of the symbols It’s the hazardous bliss In that strangers kiss It’s in the want for renaissance In the flesh that’s flaunted And I am pleased […]

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So Many Obstacles

  I had a dream. And you were there bare as ever. Exactly as I cherish you. And I do, very much, cherish you. Stark, hardened, bewildering in your physicality. So handsome that it often intimidates me. No one intimidates me. But you do. So much so that my strategy has changed. You have single-handedly […]

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some desired doll

Lyrics: Come on, angel Come and save us Let me see sunrise Give me something For the one thing we immortalized Gaze upon you Turning into some desired doll I’ll be there to come and shake you When your will dissolves My love Come out of the woods Come out of the woods Now darling […]

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Of Monsters and Men

You will learn to love me, begrudgingly In fact you already do In absence and errant thought The forget-me-not first thought in the morning I am the pins and needles from the too-tight boots That you laced improperly just to spite me On remembering how I once said That aesthetic is very important And you […]

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Operation EDEN

Because I do not hope to turn again Because I do not hope Because I do not hope to turn Desiring this man’s gift and that man’s scope I no longer strive to strive towards such things (Why should the agèd eagle stretch its wings?) Why should I mourn The vanished power of the usual […]

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Delta of Venus and the Eternal Nothingness

    Do tell me, Anaïs— Does love’s indiscreet hungering ever wane? Will lust’s obscene loitering ever cease? Should it feel as anything less Than siphoned lightening? How does one appease the devils who dance In the rafters of recanted memories? Do beds have ghosts? Do eyes have ciphers? Do hearts have cards? Do tell […]

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| Whiskey Lullaby |

In an era of little more than mayhem Of rattlesnake bites and violent delights Of war cries and whiskey lullabies A duo stood prepared to duel Betwixt the gritty milieu Of makeshift tombstones Rotted driftwood crosses strewn Among precarious blooms of kingcup High noon rays unabashedly splayed Across the Mojave cliff sides Shadows loom like […]

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I think I can (I think I can)

The Question:  Train A, traveling 70 mph, leaves Westford heading toward Eastford, 260 miles away. At the same time Train B, traveling 60 mph, leaves Eastford heading toward Westford. When do the two trains meet? My Answer:  What do they sound like? What happens if one crashes? Would they ever meet? What if both are […]

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leones et agnos

If given the unfortunate choice Of playing the perpetual victim Or assuming the “undesirable” role Of the reprehensible villain Which would I take? Without the need to hesitate I would plainly state, “Quickly— fetch me my dagger and a goddamn cape.” If it pleases thee To burn me at the stake? That’s… actually great Fry […]

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retrofit

My coronary compass remains  In a state of westerly paralysis Engraved in gregarious golden rods Faded script ‘ad perpetuam memoriam’ Such is the ineffable directional Within me It points to a sanctuary city My mecca of youthful unrest Where I laid for days in a fetal shape Consumed with the earthen taste Of malbec and kinky sex You […]

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Divinity

On the first day God created paper airplanes And with a disinterested flick of the divine wrist An immense sky became, brimming with twinkling lights For use of which he considered the gift of flight But only on the condition of wings And those would only be for bird-like things Of which he hadn’t yet […]

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Quiet Time

Quiet is woman’s most misleading reprieve A method of marinating our collective madness A conservatory of fury and frenetic energy Which is why our silence Is so highly weaponized A righteous design Honed patiently for centuries By nature’s most dangerous darlings The Royal ‘She’ History’s ample antagonists So sublime is that quiet That fools are born and […]

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It’s so nice to see you again

“What the fox cannot reach he allows to hang.” — Greek Proverb   Empathy is a desert highway And there On the shoulder with hazard’s flashing Conviction, my most reliable lover Awaits me with the engine idling Flicking nickels, errantly Into a tarnished ashtray He’s bucket seat restless Cracks his spine to pass the time […]

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With the agony of Keats

I want to be acquainted esoterically With the wilting agony of Keats I want a feverish apex in Italy To end with metaphysical conceit I want to aspirate on avarice I want the Reaper’s lust To be ravenous I want to succumb To a sickness of lung I want to be a poet of unspeakable rarity […]

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my fury (III)

  fu·ry ˈfyo͝orē/ noun wild or violent anger. “tears of fury and frustration” GREEK MYTHOLOGY a spirit of punishment, often represented as one of three goddesses who executed the curses pronounced upon criminals, tortured the guilty with stings of conscience, and inflicted famines and pestilences.    I. my fury has a past, a purpose my fury […]

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Hymn of the Flowers

She sings to the beebalm A hymn that rightfully upends The heathens in the heliotrope She bends the milk thistle with song A migratory melody that subdues The naysayers in the nightshade With lyrical alchemy An adagio of psalms She calms the devils in the delphinium A refrain that reconciles the roses With the tyranny […]

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Until you’re satisfied

I will wait for you in a bayou Where I am requisite and unrestrained Auxiliary to predation A consonant with the feral ecology Bemused with the libertine prose  Of sweltering tides Of sheltering fugitives In utter defiance of purity A confessor to the preference For total annihilation Consoled by the throated sadism Of wayward osprey Captivated by […]

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flirtation in the third person

  She drinks to herself Until dazed with liquid mischief A hedonist that fiends for the libertine A voyeur of her own volition She stares into the abyss and the abyss Blows back suggestive kisses As if— It already knows She belongs to lands of agony To vermillion bridges With ledges that dare lover’s to […]

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if only

in the presence of Judas my heart’s very own saboteur I became willingly restrained with the vaguest recognition of his presence— a prisoner, convicted by my own self fulfilling prophecies the subliminal questions seemed to beg themselves “how might it be…. if I were to martyr myself? how might it feel…. if he were to […]

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