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Stefan Michener Aug 2016
Shivering, slippery and serious
Stepping from his warm bath, a boy
Outside, darkness brings a cold light
Glowing dream of a funereal toy

I catch you at the keyhole
Curious with a lecherous smile
Dare you to return this favor
To see you in a little while

I examine your shifting center
Expose your insecure debris
Swirling around each other
We escape to a raging sea

I blow your resistance away
So blows the notorious typhoon
I will possess your soul
I'm a dangerous lustful tycoon

I hold your luscious memory close
A photo of a fallen felon past
Tried to die playing with snakes
To prove my love hadn't passed

My gnashing youth restored
Awakened this ancient sloth
Come closer, share my anxiety
We'll eat from an impatient trough

It's filled with wine and roses
We'll grow out of our love habit
We'll live a surreal life
Let's leap and follow the rabbit

We'll take the pill with promise
A promise of continual joy
A promise of distorted memory
Glowing dream of a funereal toy
Stefan Michener Jul 2016
Grime and grease
sweat from the machines
I served
I filled myself with
magical herbs and
potions
became a hero
in my country and
travelled
a broad with
tight pants and
perfume
filled my nose
running and suffering
for her closeness and
curiosity and
confidence and
cooperation
She cleansed me
of my doubt,
promised me a slice,
a glimpse at her paradise
and she flew,
by god she flew
me to her cloud and smiled
as I opened my eyes wide
and my mouth
offered her an amusing place
to probe and
tease and
she lifted me like a thimble
gaping and
new and
hard then
threw me at desperados
lighting tiendas and
mercados
with peccadillos red hot,
random and
available
so in this way
I became a hero
projected from lady
liberty and
the rim of my sanity
caved like a caldera
of sin
Stefan Michener Jul 2016
I'm going to run to you
I'll stop by for a few
To fish in your spring

If your spring has run dry
Then I won't stop by
To fish in your spring

If your spring is blue and clear
I may come back every year
To fish in your spring
Stefan Michener Jul 2016
This is my romance
I long to fly,
sunsoak, sundance,
buzz and sing

When I'm a bee,
I fly erratically,
looking for flowers.
to help make honey

Where are you, Queen?
I respond just to You
I bring my nectar only for you
I feel your presence near

Buzzit! I feel strange,
downright deranged.
What's that in black?
Is our hive under attack?!

Humans are very fine
targets for my behind.
Buzz, buzz, I make a pass;
Now he gets a piece of ***

Uh-oh, what's that smokin'?
Bzzt, I'm feelin' heartbroken.
Bee hearts are so tiny
And easily broken

I'm flying
erratically
so high now



I'm out of breath
I'm closer to death

I'm going down now,
drifting
I'm going to sleep now, dreaming
of my Queen in our Hive of Honey
When I'm a bee
Stefan Michener May 2016
Bright and blinded in dazzling sun
Your avatar is an amazing One
Blinks and breaths on the other side
You linger with hope and hopeless pride

Sudden thoughts zing with proud,
stuck-up snapshots and retorts
You finish each one with a ha-ha
Yucking it up like a Lady Gaga

Ethereal pokes and inane texts
******-up wall-scrawls so complex
This graffiti stammers and sings
in the Spring and the Summer

Stuck in this hole is the virtual martyr
Following a hollow chocolate rabbit
Holding his clock above his fabulous pocket
Ticking gets louder as you go a little farther

Your eyes get blurry and your vision too
Sensing what it's like to live and breathe
Uncaring reality that seethes with living
Picking the ladder, you're searching truth

Now...

The blinking blue and amber lights
In purple darkness -- fretful frights
Screening over and over in your head,
You writhe and you scream in your bed

Hidden dreams of a Trojan horse
Plump with memories and remorse
They blink only once for each regret
Then slowly corrode your wasted head

What comes next is a return to thinking
Given up thoughtless grinning and winking
Those moments will wither and fall
in the Fall and the Winter
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