She was sensitive to the variations in air pressure that announced the advancing storm Her fingers tingled when the salmon began their run back upstream The tree buds bursting out green and green more generous caused small tremblors right next to her heart
or Sometimes she would dance through all the moon's cycles feeling her blood ebb and flow in tandem with the tide
Earth-fall and moon-rise march in measured cadence while her even breathing echoes the song
That's what I like!! Sittin' here on the floor we speak of old friends long dead put a name to the places the peacefulview cemetary thee city morgue johnson's funeral parlor ah, those were the days when there was sunshine in abundance and flowers beneath our feet you said you'd be with me forever when everyone else is gone that's the way it has been you've been with me for many years, my love your eyes are open and I'm getting used to the smell they'll never take you away from me, sweet one
I have a picture of a dark-eyed demon taken while he was in the act of possessing me. His sooty eyes flash atoms and electrons spiralling orbits that encircle me in his spell. On the curve of his lips there lie incantations and magic words that lead me on deep into the dark forest where witches and warlocks dance ***** around a leaping fire. He watches me and I can see myself through his dark eyes as I join in the magic circle. My own eyes are squeezed tight afraid of what is all around me. But I see it all through his strange sight. Dark-eyed demon teeth flash in the sullen night as he smiles on me.
My demon comes to me in the nighttime rattling my lonely bed and I hear his howsl echo through the empty house, fearful cries that stir me to placate his demon-ness with my willing sacrifice.
haunt empty mirrors Pastel fingertips trace lipless smiles eyeliners and mascaras circumscribe vacancies These women do not suckle babies They do not write books or poetry They never read the editorial pages
Their husbands never get hard-ons except when they ******* The women are glad Their hair won't be rumpled and the sheets won't be stained They rise early in the morning apply honeysuckle or springbreeze vaginal sprays and polish their mirrors
When the windows of their houses melt they turn up the air conditioning When their men leave them they shore up sagging ******* reclaim their virginity by its loss practice pouts and pirouettes to perfection
The moon is their enemy Another presidential election means more wrinkles, more grey hairs means nothing on TV and they have to fold up into themselves, a lonely place where the mirror is the mind
Cerise dyed her hair blonde in a ***** running from a point midway abover her eyes, straight back, medially bisecting her head. Why not? Her witchcraft encounter group encouraged her to go for it and certain signs suspiciously converged on that particular crystal moment when she saw the Frost-N-Glow on the supermarket shelf. A self-correcting anomaly caused a bag boy to stumble in aisle two as he hurried to the break room. Three doors down at the drug store all the pills rattled in their bottles although nobody noticed.
After it was done, she soon tired of twisting her hair into new directions and out of boredom she picked up her phone and dialed her own number, expecting some satisfaction in knowing that her phone was busy. To her surprise, the call went through. It rang twice andwas picked up by a young-sounding man who acted as if it were his own phone he'd answered.
Of course, The cosmic Ga-Ga had it all planned out. True, he was often less-tham-subtle but a brick wall was frequently sufficient in closing off paths of chance and more sure than a feather duster. Very few feather dusters have stopped a man from keeping an appointment that set his path in life. This was all The Ga-Ga's job. Lost car keys, premonitionary dreams some days he had to search long and hard for just the right number of Sunday drivers to let loose on Monday morning rush hour. It was no easy job.
Cerise ended up at city hall, shouting about the monsters in the walls. Her job was not easy either.