Hopscotch
Sasquatch
Let me see
Let me smell
Walk,
Run,
Fly through my pain
Who cared once
I am but none
Dizzy, as the world
Shaking, as our edifice
Let me hold, Caris, on fiery arms
By nothing I’d swear
If by the love I feel
Like electricity
A shock to life, and my engines are quiet
I’ve burnt my fuel
Rather, it’s been burned by others
I gather wood before
Only a few musty branches
But you, I find
Deep in the dark night of the woods
By a huge, dry oak
“Would you like some?”
I can’t tell
If you can’t chop it on your own
Or you want to share it with me
But I could use an oaken heart
To burn together
To make a fire of wonders
To warm up the night
To cuddle, rest our lips together
Where does the road
In the forest go
How many fires will we light
How many nights will we lay together
Maybe the forest will be
A kind home with you
Or maybe we’ll exit
And find a riviera of gold
Wherever we are
Wherever we go
I’m glad to share the fire
I’m glad to share our selves
There is music, coming from afar
Can you hear it?
Oct 15, 2024
Oct 15, 2024 at 7:37 PM UTC
Rattlesnake
Boom is the gangly
Doberman at the door
When it opened I froze
And she did as well
One too many fingers
Bashful stew of gashy meats
Pulsating, squirting, blood spurting and flowing back
I take a deep breath
And my joints lubricate as if by magic
Doom rakes a killing
And yet grave is my slumber
Low, humbling, thundering
I push too hard and it collapses
In is where I belonged, now I wept thrice
Buttoned up tight
You tilt as a broken table
It was so and it creaked longingly
Crept up from under somewhere
And never looked back
Mal was indeed
Trickling once and twice and thrice borne
Diurnal my beloved
Of once and twice and thrice borne kind
Of seaweed and ***
Out of a split dome
A gashed most dastardly
One of the cloaks covered me well
Under a lock with no keyhole
Filed my nail that files the chain that files my nail that files the chain that files my nail that files the chain that files my nail that files the chain that files my nail that files
One too many mirrors in this madhouse
For all the blind to see
Conjuring spells with a swollen tongue
Heard the pacing and followed through
The left after the left and the right after the right, hi-ho
I take from myself
And be no thing
A rumble creeps and wakes when not tended
Forlorn sensitivity
Starving tumbles a hoom, a waan, a rushed impregnate
Words birthed in barren plains
Some one thing creaks and hums and cracks
A dwarf dances in by a jazz darkly
Limbless jig in two movements
Jeaned out weens and them spurts one big black whale up up upward
Time is a flat **** stain
El amor de mi vida
A misery of cheese
One of loves, one of lives
Gargles reflowed uncivil
Leave white and follow through
Break my bones pulling in
Kicked inwards nervous gaseous porous
Corked out flesh see one lick two
Rumbarumbarumba
Off a wonder land
Bane is my juice
Soon follows rot
Tender, sweet rut
Shadow tongued drips and wets
I don’t need to recall the melody
It left a map so large it became the land
By the name alone I find a way
Of a one off beat and two rushing in, tu-pah!
Drum the ear and work a sweat
Oct 15, 2024
Oct 15, 2024 at 7:23 PM UTC