The perfect blend
sun
sand
laughter
Tipsy with love
Surrounded by mine
Ever connected

Such a tease
you perched above
me
intent
on your pleasure
but I know
your

only

desire

is

mine

We aren't given a guidebook of the
    life in store for us.  
The best we can hope for
    is a life with
   maximum joy
     and
      minimum suffering.


I struggle with the thoughts....

Have you ever imagined being
     fatherless
     partnerless
     rudderless....?

Small graces that I never did.

So I only had to experience each
once.

Despair that now I am.

Subtitle: concert cherry popped



His eyes, full of wonder
glued to the stage
waiting for the band to assume the position
sun not yet set
the thump thump thumping
begins.
His hands raise up
he joins the crowd
still melting in to the beat
as the sun beats too.
Intermission intrigues and builds suspense
he doesn't know the process yet.
The sun slips behind the flagpole
then the jumbo-tron
racing the light show (all purples and greens).
The crowd roars to life at the first
strum and drum.
He jumps to his seat
already wearing the overpriced t-shirt he bought
lips moving, reciting the words he has
memorized from setting the CD to repeat
head bobbing
keeping a perfect beat.
When the sun finally sleeps
he gets the full effect:
light show, big drums, guitar solo, stage smoke-
No encore (musically speaking)
but a visual symphony
as the fireworks make smiley faces in the full moon sky.

you  were in my dream last night
but I know that was my doing
it's the only way  I'll have you in my bed now
the dream was so very strange
as dreams are prone to be
not a word from you
now that we are on the same soil
no  "Doin?"
to the one you claimed was your salvation
lighting up my text alert
missing you and
resenting still feeling
the electric  connection
when I cannot  get close enough
except in my dream

See Lonely Larry lost in his
******* fantasies
knowing he'll never
not be utterly alone.
Using whoever he can to
forget who he is,
actively ignoring the scars he leaves on them.

There's Twisted Tina, she's hard to miss
her only friends, flies and spiders
she lures them in so sweetly
then perversely plucks their legs and wings
then squeals with delight
watching them suffer.

Hiding beyond,  Wicked Wray
who paces with her vile sashay
refusing to acknowledge
the lives she stole away
pointing fingers, calling names
but it's only her reflections in the mirror
she has to blame.

I see Androgenous Alice
hard to tell if it's she or he
doesn't really matter because
she or he will use whatever
she or he has or doesn't have
to take what she or he wants.

Senseless Sara, watch her run
far and away
with her unibrow furrowed
chasing the demon rabbits
unleashed by her careless couplings
not even worth a word of truth.

The list goes on and on....
Swaggering Stevie
Malevolent Mandy
Cat with the Claws
So many more
banging their heads in the padded room
lost in thier sickness and disgrace.

your hot moan
sails over me
the rush
of
ice and fire
take
me
away

I remember that night

(a fresh faced ingenue....)
Feeling so cosmopolitan
     we were framed in the oversized windows facing the busy street
     like one of those old black and white photos capturing
          the romance in the moment
Probably a dish with
“Au gratin” or “Alfredo “ in the name....
Assured by her breathlessness
     anticipating something (but what?)
His smoky Greco stare
almost pleading
     definitely hungry
eventually
her loss
Her gain
their Wild At Heart refrain