Choosing the dusk
before dawn to halt the
flowers beheading.

It wriggles like
snake, the time. No wait
between life and death.

Take me to deep
sea of pain. I will never
count falling stars.

bring them on
I can feel them in the wings
waiting
breath baiting me
with their memories
if I can take them one by one
I have a chance
but when they rush me
jostle and push me
then I fail
life becomes too much
and I have to reset myself

When you borrow trouble
The interest rate is
Very high.

     ljm

When I ask for
the innovation, you
lob the moon.

Glass and sand
in your eyes, melt into
kisses. There was no
other way.

You cannibalize my
poems, make a statuette
and wear the pendant.

You stone a wall
of paper. Why did it
carry the names of
failed gods?

You watch the stream
of tears feeding the red
poppies about to be
slaughtered.