Poem 8.28.21 – The Willing

My great untrainable will. I fear your intent. You flow like a river on high without sign of relent. My great unbending will. I fatigue as your vessel. You take, and scantly rent. Damn you, in body and mind we wrestle. My great inextinguishable will. I see your flame and ask,take me with you intoContinue reading “Poem 8.28.21 – The Willing”

Poem 8.28.21 – Feral Heart

Alone,lying next to you. Do you remember when my heart lied for you?Alone, lying next to you. Do you rememberwhen my heart begged you?Alone, lying next to you. Do you remember when my heart cried for you?Alone, lying next to you. Do you remember when my heart beat flurried and died?Alone, lying, lied to, allContinue reading “Poem 8.28.21 – Feral Heart”

Poem 8.28.21 – unbothered.

Much like lightning my spirit’slight streams across ours eyes brightest in the dark of night. The thunder of my voice crashes through your ears, in spite of your wishes for silence and still. Pride, mean more to me than your prowess, your lazy critique of the supernatural. For my excellence is akin to a secondContinue reading “Poem 8.28.21 – unbothered.”

Poem 8.22.21 – Webless Creatures

We aren’t time tethered creatures I’m convinced our natureis better bound to the frame of a spider weblessin the wind. Spinning and manifesting, unbothered with fact, math, and reality. We spin our web of desires sewing anchors, gripping space;the creases where hollow fictionsare merged into more!A sporadic spinster forming tendrils rapidly growing stronger than aContinue reading “Poem 8.22.21 – Webless Creatures”

Poem 8.22.21 – Caught Lookin

I’m yo hoe, not yo ni&&aI know my place, so go figure That the only dream I’m wit, got you wet wit no rigor!I got love,I ain’t bitta’I keep my heart,I need no sitter. What I need?Well if I plead,let me read my short-list, call it greed!I love loose lips and thick hips. I loveContinue reading “Poem 8.22.21 – Caught Lookin”

Poem 8.21.21 : A Cloud’s Nature

Take off intoa forest of no trees,as it bends billows and curves across my window. As we rise,sugar and salt foliage sit still in the wind bleaching the sky in white and gray. As we rise,the embers tease of heat, distant and fading;delightful lights painting the silver forest a cold dark garnet. As we rise,burntContinue reading “Poem 8.21.21 : A Cloud’s Nature”

Poem 8.12.21: Fruits of NewOrleans

Has life bleached you and left you barren? Not life you protest?!?Who then, Huck Fin?I been where you’ve been poked, plucked and scraped of all that they called a stain, all that which held you sain. Saliva and tears whether your skin,and sooth your bones,pecks and scores leave hopeas your flesh is plowed for aContinue reading “Poem 8.12.21: Fruits of NewOrleans”