Placebo

You have mistaken me For a dispensary Doling desire with sterile measure And also— The palliative prescription, therein A feminine formulation Of encapsulated adoration A synthetic genesis Of long legs and gaping lips Quiet, obedient, until needed For relief The remedy for ennui The poetic antidote For remote loneliness You would have me be Provisioned […]

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A woman ever undone

_ Her mind compels the pen (again and again) Until caught more often than not In a deadlock with rational thought Her head condemns the ends As it convenes with the means With madness and its methodologies Her hands command the verses freed With benediction for these frenetic fictions In the name of idiosyncrasies gleaned […]

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In the Residual

When is satisfaction anything more than an abstraction? When the hands beneath the sheets tease to completion? When milky secretions cling to the corners of unclasped lips? When the bliss felt in a kiss precedes the venom in the after? When the grandeur of a fantasy grows increasingly bleak? When the risqué existence is no […]

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To The Brave

My wrists plead for lips The way gifts wish for ribbons My body is stricken With an inconspicuous deficiency For biting kisses that climb The way vines do When seizing the stake The way the trellis aches For the weight of the grapes The way the dew hangs From the tip of the stem The way […]

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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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Question of Possession

The question of possession Quietly vexes the poetess In late night contemplation Of cause and effect Though far too late For coffee and conjecture The mind is lured to venture To where the pen begins Who stirs the metaphor’s storms And who provides the shelter? Which is the stem And which is the nectar? Is […]

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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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in total absence of proximity

  {{I’ve been terribly sick with a chest/head cold so please pardon my voice on the audio}} — we gazed at a tranquil moon a great, alabaster orb it’s pores seeping with dull romance we marveled with held breath at its indescribable reach its effortless inebriation of the earth it’s gorgeous importance in total absence […]

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pole dancing for poltergeists

in a haunted house i reside a sanctuary for the seances midnight conducted for you the futile rituals of a prolific poetess incense smoldering graveyard hymnals prayers for apparition north – west – east – south four corners calling and your stubborn spirit refusing to appear despite my desire for conjuring “you said you’d come back […]

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