the last time you held fire in your throat
and it spread
like a wave
to your fingertips
so you shivered
not from anxiety
and you were excited
to be yourself for a day

beneath cross crossing black roots
they descend
our nutrients their sustenance
our bodies back to the earth
ashes to ashes

we sank slowly
first in a white dress
blowing the dew stained daisies
and then
the ground got greedy
and ate us whole

would you drink that Lethe water my dear?
If I was to place it in a crystal vessel
adorn it with diamonds brighter than your eyes

Would you let her serene whispers into your tumultuous mind?
to ease your psyche and cleanse you?

she tastes like flowers grown upon the highest cloud
honey to the palate
does that tempt you my dear?

She is not styx nor cocytus
she is a scintillating blue
you will die, I admit
but she’ll borne you anew

we live off beat
we flosS our teeth with sand and fiber glass
our fingerprints cOllect like dust
dismembered faces swept under the carpet
when gravity failS in this graceless simulation
where will we fall?

you do just that
you prize apart the mattress springs of my throat
slivering hands
greedily tear and I bleed
coughing up the red words you told them I spoke
and in my own bones
you find me a prison

Lives in the poems in the margins
of dogeared second hand books
Her hair curls in the volute of the s
she inscribed eloquently
in the hair-lined second hand paper
in black ink
smudged by her finger
or a tear

she watches me through the screen
of an old crime movie
on a rainy day
her whispers are the spaces in between the words
the gunshots couldn’t say


She kisses me whenever I see the moon
for her bones twist like Diana
leading the nymphs in a dance through the woods
resplendent and divine


I will meet her between dreams
when it feels there is water in your mind
but she will be forgotten by the morning
lethes kisses made me blind
no matter what our distance
of her god will remind.
our souls are intertwined

lies in raving lips
and peerless eyes
In the very temple of delight
delirium takes her prize
hysteria kissing her foaming teeth
psychosis fills her sighs
asinity nestles deep
from warmth between her thighs
and leaving her is lucidness
filling final sounds with lies