Kiss
Iced lemon water
Sweet burn bitter taste
Side by side we walked the streets
Secrecy unto my dreams
Waiting for my love to turn on me
Deferred from our path she pulls me aside

The fun house
Who knew what was inside
Artificially preserved
Halted in time
Girls in blue tutus
Hung over the walls
Classical music
An American in Paris
Numbed the senses- the uncanny sublime

Hall of mirrors
Time to play
Throw yourself over the line
Close your eyes and pray
Well lit doorway
Nowhere to hide
He's watching me
“We have to leave”
She went through the doorway and called for me

On the street
Star on dark night
We forgot our destination now lost
She trusted me
Into the rain we ran
Overhead shot
Birds-eye view
Who was watching me?
We got a taxi, I was through
Closed the door
Told my directions
I knew he could follow me
This dream was over
Would I be safe?

He knelt down
Put his arms around me
I screamed
He told me he loved me
Wouldn’t let go
To comfort or trap me I still wasn't sure
Told me he loved me
Should never have let go
How did he know
Says he's watched me before
End my relationship
Lock all the doors
Hide and seek
Likes playing games

I woke up
But jokes on me.

(sonnet #MMMMMMMMCMXXXI)


Hark to the sparrows' cries like whither hence
Might have a voice to guide me on the trail,
And wherefore now recall the sweet detail--
How ere small children's voices trimmed aught sense
Of being with happy notes, the hours sae dense
With their 'loved noises I'd hate rooms th'all hail
Could not be heard in, where keen silence'd veil
The shadowed places' lack with aching thence.
Why am I stuck here, left behind as t'were,
Right where I'd oft deplore the folk that knew
Cold silence as their norm? Why maunt I stir
Life 'cept in plants?! I hate this empty view!
Being all growed up was s'posed to be in tour
The ticket to that joy. But not for who?!

22Oct24a

i see visions of various
lives that were mine
in a different place,
at a different time.
and i hear conversations
with friends from elsewhere,
but they aren't here now,
so i wish i was there.
and i know it's just signs
of me losing my mind,
but it's such a small price
if they make me feel loved.
i can barely hold back
from letting it loose
to consume me completely,
since there ain't much to lose.
all i have is a dream
of not wanting to die
in a different place,
at a different time.

In a dark chasm
between thought ,
and in velvet blackness ,
I search for you in dreams .
☆
Shivering , lying
on cold ground
in some abandoned temple ,
seduced  by the eroticism
of Night .
☆
Hidden were the diverse signs ,
ghostly lanterns ,
born in times of Chaos ,
you were my star and my light .
☆
Now , glorious in victory ,
and amongst cherubs ,
and with sacred flame ,
we dwell in a third kingdom .
☆
Time bends around
our many lives ,
and with mathematical devotion
breathes a magic forest to life .
☆
Throughout the universe
is a shining path .
We will meet at midnight
to love , and to love
again .

Nobody can truly know
how when the nights comes and the moon rises high in the sky,
I close my eyes, excited to take off to the land of dreams,
because I know you will be there.
Waiting for me,
smiling at me,
sitting on a bench in the park with me.
Nobody can truly know,
how immensely happy I am in those non-existent moments.
But they exist, they really do.
Just not here,
not in this cold world.

I feel them touching me
in my sleep .
That morning I spent as a servant .
☆
They leave signs for me
on the road .
A person's name scribed
upside down ,
three times and in a row .
☆
I feel them next to me
on my bed .
That morning I spent as a servant .
☆
They reveal many things
in my dreams .
A story that was hidden ,
concealed ,
three times and in a row .

Composed of fragments large and small;
A patchwork heart that learns to crawl
Through tangled fears, and broken dreams.
Like art from tears—not what it seems.

And while my seams are pulled apart,
By my own, *****, little heart—
With fractured thoughts and restless mind,
the damage wrought, will mend in time.