Idolatry

— Idolatry materializes into visions Where the magnetic animus of language Lays upon me like a reverent lover Emphatic as Beethoven’s symphonies Our naked forms post-coital adjourned In a form of immortal beloved arabesque And there— Languishing between hypothetical existence And metaphorical ecstasy We cling to dampened sheets In a kind of sleepless contingency A […]

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onyx and gold

“The sweetest honey Is loathsome in his own deliciousness.” | William Shakespeare | Of loyalty evoked in desire’s reign Counterpoint to ardor’s ebb and flow Devotion roves as ‘oft bespoke In the frenetic drone of petite, winged beings Discernible by august striations of onyx and gold Pleasured in an afternoon’s surplus of bloom Pollen acts […]

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88 mph

Wouldn’t it be grand? If we could just go back? Take a day trip By means of time machine To the churning galaxy of our past What does one even pack? For a transtemporal class Peter Pan-Am flight 88 mph Second star from the right Destination: Ourselves, way back then  When we were giddy with solidarity The sky […]

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mon miroir d’hiver

her eyes are my eyes mountain pine fireflies reincarnate on gilded eucalyptus united for the first time beneath a December sky   her heart is my heart delicate lace valentines palpitations in thoracic tornadoes ignited like dynamite on a winter’s night   her laugh is my laugh golden ray sunshine reverberates in fields of dandelions […]

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Winter in August (the deep malaise)

in the deep malaise of the day to day we ceased seeking the ethos of Eros anesthetized by the passage of time avarice withered with atrophy resembling the gradual annihilation of wildflowers in October wounded in imperceptible increments we laid in trenches that we carved into labyrinthine canyons of unfolded laundry and there is where […]

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The words and I

“Her heartbeat is a metaphor, a late Bloom of red flowers that refuse to fade. My darling turns to poetry at night.” – Anthony Lawrence The words and I Starry eye’d lovers aligned In the endless craving of catharsis We coalesced in the suddenness  Of our belonging, justified The words and I Swarmed by velvet […]

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I O U

I stole the moon for you raccoon eye’d that self satisfied smile of mine just a girl who grew up thinking wildflowers as friends rebel heart blind evident in the undertaking of inadvisable swan dives invading the pool’s of strangers who would rather be lovers just to prove herself capable of splitting unfamiliar waters so, you […]

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of deserving

let it be said i was deserving of a season that gave of itself selflessly an autumn indiscriminate in its devotions loving in the shedding of its leaves gusts of vermilion ardency surrounding me temperatures bowed in worship giving frantic shape to breath amid the abiding fragrances of fresh tobacco clean linen, cardamom a season […]

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