I think of what the skin holds in, what’s in the bone, alone. The finds of the fingers that linger. What’s unsaid beneath the teeth. *** photo credit: https://openchurch.com/free-download/photo-of-womans-face-in-shadows-1004047/
At times,I am one for shrouds- the fogs of morning, the smokes of burnings, squints through filmy windows. Oh these private mysteries, these fond imaginings- Manet, Monet, Degas, Renoir. I … Continue Reading Etchings
and this day has a nevermind feel the soulful king is full of regret ~hands off~ he knows watch those whispersfor they betray the teabag tumblesin morning mumbles do not … Continue Reading Jester
Oh you, by the window- all metaphor and innuendo. Granny fists at the ready to cauliflower my ears, to pummel my donkey resoluteness. And I say Why Don’t You Make … Continue Reading Back to back
Daguerreotype is the day,ancient as I drive. Beside me she is a ghost,and I can’t speak to the veil-the closed idiom of her soul. OrI am the ghostand have simply … Continue Reading Good intentions
A walk, shortened, in October bluster. Black branches flailing shake off leaves to the bonfire of fall. Escape, they do, in a tumble dry dance. Carpet the catwalks. Stick to … Continue Reading The day before winter
Everything gets thin Faulty ice on which we stand; the shields of the heart.
Once, within my hearing, and thinking himself alone, he said I wish I were dead. And I didn’t man up to that. I god damn kept my hands in my … Continue Reading Archangel
~I remember me. How I looked to books as if they were to be my next meal. How I bought brushes, special pencils and a book of right paper, still … Continue Reading In olden times
Was that house one of lies one of alcohol and fear Were there violences muffled by bedroom doors and punishments sealed by closet doors Gone without… gone without Come to … Continue Reading A house away from home
Fell thee asleep with the lights left on.Apart, hidden safein plain sight, ’til now. When,by green dawn,the dark birds of your dreamscome home, once more, to roost [Image: J. Heiden … Continue Reading Rest uneasy
Creepers of sunfire paint the unmoving mountain, awake its eagles.
A tongue that tastes too wellA throat that thirsts for the whole bath Ears, unstoppered, gate-crashed and ringing,aghast at the brazen yarns Saucer-eyed at the secret shows Heart-throbbed at the … Continue Reading A murder
By coincidence, I saw something you shared. It was a revelation to me, a gut punch. The things we can’t know… And I wanted to say something, without being trite … Continue Reading Thank you for sharing
~It is so odd. This placement. To be here at this time. In this gang. It’s a mistake, I think. Not sanguine to the purpose. They are on their way … Continue Reading Square peg
When I yearn for a leaving, things celestial trend with me. Someone who knew bade me to consider the sand on the beaches of the world. Each grain a placeholder … Continue Reading Celestial