Congratulations "Mommy2B"!
You sold "baby pram in powder blue"
For two hundred and forty dollars to "Ann_3"

It was as dark and warm
as the womb
when i stepped in from the cold chill
of my cigarette.

Movies and images
flashed on endlessly
in the abyss
of the darkened room.

I knew better than most
that soon sleep
and dreams
would set in refreshing
and familiar
as the face of a mother
to a wounded child.

I could see these patterns
repeated behaviors
forming themselves in the dark
and so I too
lay down my weary head
and my heavy bones
and slipped oil like
into the rough embrace of the sheets
and the unknown
and the loved
and the eternally forgotten world of dreams.

Church
a sacred beauty
she stalks upon your fears
like a temptress with a wit and a fire

She'll take your money and your freedom

What a *****

8/2/05

The intricacies thrill me,
intentions true or hidden,
I thirst to know,
soaking up knowledge of another,
peering into a soul not my own,
seeing what you allow me to see,
and pondering the darkness,
between the lines.

Copyright S.L.C.

Screaming
Yelling
At the top of my lungs
And still you don’t hear

Every time I kiss you
After a long separation
I feel
I am putting a hurried love letter
In a red mailbox.

Firecrackers to frighten the animals.
Shadows of mountains run
On the surface of the fords.

Have you ever been touched so lightly that the fingertips feel like feathers whispering across your body?
Have you ever been held so close, felt all the sinew and muscle beneath your lovers skin?
These caresses, the touch that lends fire to my skin, this is how I know.
To be joined with you is to fully become one with you; our connection is a whole connection between body and mind, nothing fragmented, nothing broken.
You are my buoy, the rope that I cling to in the quicksand beneath my feet.

Harvest moon--
called at his house,
he was digging potatoes.