The girl in the yellow overalls
Is wishing for sunlight
(somelight, sumlight)
To outshine her
(outline her, outlier)
And that sky blue blouse
(blows, blowsy)
Drowsy in the noon-day
(gloom-day, soon-day)
She'll grow up gleaming  
(beaming, screaming)
****** ****** of crows
(rows, rows)
Rouse the sleeping
(keeping, beeping)
Alarm clock sun.
(gun. run.)

it’s a kiss of
blowsy fate:

the yellow leaves
float and
hold the
moment of
brown-blue
crunch
under new
tennies—
cool

and the kiss
of an old
mattress flipped,

a pumpkin vine
twisted,

a musty basement
coated in
lavender mist—

the breadth
of nascence in
my mouth:
Ginger

I think was
her name

and the ash
of my cigarette
smokes
the blown
sidewalk.

i longed for you
but i couldn’t find you
for shadows,

the moon shone weakly in the
december cold,
my shirt washed out
like a blowsy cloud,

everything singing
of winter ghosts,
time just an illusion,
**** frost like
a sharp indigo blade,

bleached out at the seams
like a whale bone
the threadbare night
unwound,
layers of grey shadows,
lustreless,

my lips yearned
for your lips,
my legs for
your legs,

the roses of the
sweet night
a flowery mist,

but still i could not
find you and my
lonely heart
raged like a
raggedy storm.

i.

spring's grey moons
everything is still
the hush of the skies.


ii.

first new buds
white cloud of hawthorn
morning's broken ghosts.

iii.

strengthening sun,
iron and feathers sky,
bird like a speck.

iv.

blue edge of sky
sunlight on flashy wings
empty world.

v.

clouds of drowning white
blowsy sweetened breeze
tall grasses sway.

vi.

last winter gust,
shadow on the earth
song of the rain.

vii.

surreal morning tide
hurrying wave
kiss for my love.

viii.

sea-spray hits a sail
anchor lowered down
ropes thrown to shore.

a grey sky,
my lips pressed
to your lips,
unfastened hair,

in a moment
i am drawn
to you,
in love with
your legs and
your smile,

grey dissidence
of the approaching
storm,
thunder caught
up in the hills,

the roses start
to wilt in the vase,

the roses of the sky
have silent wings,
time knotted
like a handkerchief
against my skin,

i am hollow, my
legs desiring yours,
love the swift sea,
the amber forest,

blowsy silk,
the clouds,
drawn of water,

and i sink
jealous of your love
and your legs,

wanting all of
you to fall in
love with me,

lips pressed
together,
love, my love,
the ghosts
of the storm.

Standing at back of cafeteria during youth basketball awards
      ceremony
This is my community.
"What you do may not seem important but it is very important
      that you do it."

The men and women bringing the boys and girls a step to
      wisdom.
Win or lose, play your best and treat your opponent with
      respect.
Maybe the school principal can explain the ultimate mystery?

The women cannot be this chaste! The men so committed to
      non-violence!
What is the board president alone in her bedroom.
Coach Strong and his blowsy frowsy wife?

They put much emotion and gratification aside to get things
      done. Done for their sons and done for their daughters.
Visit the web site! Buy a raffle ticket! Belong to the loved
      ones!
I follow distantly. I watch warily. I have not been asked to
      lead or lift a load.

Sitting in a chair in a corner of a room at the top of a house
      near the end of a street on the edge of a city at the mouth
      of a river,
Estuary of ocean, ocean of atmosphere, pierced by a meteor
      bringing ore and organisms, incinerating elements and
      rototilling ecosystems,
Everything changes but consciousness.

The kids of course are perfect as animals in habitats.
In light of these basketball certificates, team spirits,
Time, our moment, is indeed "the mercy of eternity."

i.

the stars wait
for you, wrap
the sky into their
silver sea.

ii.

red roses of
summer, a ghost
parade of blowsy
whites.

iii.

you, swept
along like
a stream,
pretty blue
sky echoes
of the sea.

iv.

kiss for my love,
i follow the path
to my love,
he waits and the
stars blow like
a fierce wind.

v.

the stars, red roses,
you, kisses, blue
air split like a seed,

i follow the path to my love,
i follow the path

crazy star blossoming
as i long for him....

i.

moon bird,
fire song,
tremoring desire,

dreams of love
soft as a cloud
carrying the grey rain.

ii.

a gorgeous winter sky,
the deeps tattooed
with light,
the sea a soft
shanty waiting
for the summer
breeze.

iii.

sharp breath of air,
lips like soft petals
of rose,
legs loud with longing

carrying love
like a cloud carrying
rain, crazy in love
with your heart
i'm your shiny mistress
all gold like the weak
winter sun.

iv.

i melt with desire,
black rock and
sighing sky,

i ache in your arms
a storm cloud before
the blowsy wind.

v.

iron sea,
breaking waves
in a watery harbour
of light,

kisses and sighs,
slow dance,
loving you
like the blossoming
light, like the
sea sweeping down.

you were my yesteryear.
when you ruled,
as the pop-**** queen,
atheletic and cool.

me,i was one of the
weird, vibe tribe.
theatre mad, and
a library hound.
you barely knew,
i was around.

but we lived in,
a small, small town
and you,
dated my brother
so you only, iced me gently.

it was surreal,
truly dali-esque.
to see you today...
i would not,
have known
you....
so faded, grey..and overblown.

we have all got older,
but the years,
have...
mugged you
and left
you beaten, battered
and low...

you tell me
you were done,
with living,
about two husbands ago.


and now just plod
through, each day,
willing the dark grey
to swallow you whole.
staying, living only for
your son Tim.
you say all this,
while ,
heavily, perspiring,
pure gin.

you cry and the tears,
run down the cracks
in your leathered,
over-sunned skin
and down to pool,
on your blowsy breast,
clad in ***** pink polar fleece.

my heart, curls in pity,
for you have fallen far.
as you sit and drink,
gifted coffee, talk about
when you were the star,
the brightest, prettiest,
flame by far.

and as i leave you,
sitting, dejected and depressed.
there is a little, heartfelt shame, in the fact,
that throughout
our untimely meeting,
i could not recall your name.

climacteric/ klīˈmaktərik,/ˌklīmakˈterik
climatérico:  Definitions of climacteric
noun:              a critical period or event;
the first major climacteric
                 in twenty-first      century poetry
adjective:            having extreme
                      and far-reaching implications                         or results;
                      critical:
Britain                     must possess so climacteric
                                  a weapon in order to deter
an atomically armed enemy
Synonyms:                noun:                   menopause, change of life
Examples
Again, the results revealed
  no significant differences               in climacteric symptoms
  or well-being between the groups.
In climacteric fruits such as peaches and tomato,
              ripening is associated with a characteristic       burst
              of respiration which correlates
              with an increase in ethylene production:
Lock starts the chapter           with an interesting
historical review of the emergence
of the female climacteric   or menopause
in medical and psychoanalytic discourse;
The fact that such a climacteric
                 event of our history is not being taught
                                                       is disconcerting:
Conflicting results have been reported during the ripening of climacteric fruits after harvest:                        menopause / ˈmenəˌpôz
menopausia
Definitions of menopause
noun:                 the ceasing of *******;
Menstrual cycles
                          can occur without ovulation
  taking place as the menopause approaches;
Synonyms:                 noun
climacteric, change of life
The hot flushes and the night sweats
              have been worse than when I was just through natural menopause;
Loss of muscle increases six-fold at the time
of the menopause                so it may have a connection
with estrogen;                      I wondered if I was starting menopause,
                        but decided that I was too young;
                        In women after the menopause,
                        the lack of oestrogen can lead
to a weakening of the muscles associated
       with the bladder and the urethral sphincter [
****
slət
puta
Definitions of ****
noun:                  a woman who has many casual ****** partners.
"People think I'm just a **** having *** on screen
  but I did it to jump              start my career," she adds in the Express.
synonyms: promiscuous woman,
*******, *****, ****, ******,
                         *****, ******, hustler, scarlet woman,
loose woman, *****, trollop, harlot, strumpet, wanton
a woman with low standards of cleanliness.
Although she was handsome
in a blowsy way,                               she was a ****,
with                    holes in her stockings and grubby bra          straps:
Synonyms:                              noun:­                 promiscuous woman,
*******, *****, ****, ******, *****,
         ******, hustler,              scarlet woman, loose woman, *****, trollop,
                harlot, strumpet, wanton
slovenly woman,   slattern, trollop
fornicatress, jade, loose woman,
                             adulteress, *****, trollop, strumpet
Her holes moved her from ingenue to **** |
spinster to "the first lady of fright."
She is introduced as a dim oversexed
**** who works as a beauty parlor pedicurist;
Although she's handsome in a blowsy way,
she's such a **** , with holes in her stockings
and grubby straps showing;
Can she have *** without losing all control &
being branded a ****? I wasn't a **** in high school,
but if I had stuck around my small town after graduation,
I would have become one;
"People think I'm just a **** having *** on screen
but I do it to promote my career," she adds in the Express.
You're dressing like a ****;
Ultimately, however, the poet objects
far less to her supposedly natural feminine
sluttishness than to her apparently
unnatural intellectual pursuits;
There was a feeling of slight sluttishness to all this,
though - normally I'd only register
with one or two recruitment agencies;
Why should I just sit back and let those
sluttish women flirt and ***** him?
The utter badness, naughtiness and sluttishness
of these beauties make them more forbidden
than hedgehog abuse;
The second DVD focuses mainly
on the ‘social’ disease side of sin and sluttishness,
with a sampling of              drug addiction horrors
thrown in  to cover all the illegal good times;
You left me after my father died,
                  for arrogant jocks and sluttish girls;
Come on, support your sisters, don't talk about
being ***** and ******!
Women are already viewed as stupid, juvenile,
sluttish, brash, ******, and more often than not,
willing to trade their virtue for a hundred francs;
   The Greek lords await Hector's arrival to fight
with Ajax:        when Diomedes brings Cressida,
they each try to kiss her in turn,                
                     though she refuses
Menelaus and also Ulysses,
who after her departure
  accuses her of sluttishness -
'What aspect of my behavior
could have been more sluttish?'
If you look at those who are
                 successful in the tabloid business,
                day in, day out, they're called fat,
ugly, slappers &     *****;
But t[                  ]here's also
                                      the obligatory nice hot fantasy chick
(Jennifer Morrison)      who's meant to balance out the film's
  otherwise                      truthful                       ­   depictions of women as *****,
                  leeches and psychopaths.
When engaged                     in conversation with a ****,
certain                                                  sluttis­h cues bubble to the surface;
Girls still    can be labeled *****            if they're
  [sexually free (?)]   ,
whereas boys aren't.
And, just for the record,
                 when I was that age            , neither I
                 (alas) nor anyone I knew was getting
                 any at the rate purported            by the *****
                 in this movie b/c we were ugly;
Smokers and childless women are known
        to get together                    during the menopause
        of  the younger                  aged      women;
After menopause                  the ovaries produce
lower levels of the hormones
estrogen and progesterone; but healthy
            women still like to ****;
            Some view the menopause as a
            significant stage in ageing-
            Smoking can cause infertility
            and an early menopause                    [in women] & who else?,                  
                                  and ***** problems  
      | in men [again, who else has *****?];
  ***** drinking & hanging on the corner
     Every woman who has periods will go
     through menopause           at some time in her life,
                        usually between the ages of 42 and 58;          typically long after her sluttiest years     [mid-college &       through           her 20's]
Menstrual cycles can occur
without ovulation taking place
as [                ]      menopause approaches;
Nearly 24 million North American
              women  are in menopause
              at one time;      
for           years &               the vast majority of them gain
weight over time:
                              The roots & rhizomes
                              are widely used in the treatment
of menopausal symptoms                     & menstrual
                              dysfunction;
Five trials   with a total of 400    participants studied the effects
of red clover on menopausal symptom :.
  Other reported menopausal symptoms                 include hot flashes,
                           night sweats, insomnia,
headaches,
obesity      and general pissiness;
Dietary phytoestrogens, found in soybeans
and linseed        are thought to help relieve
vasomotor menopausal symptoms. [
As a senescing hormone,             it promotes leaf-yellowing,
climacteric fruit ripening,                              flower and leaf abscission.
The destruction of the Babri Masjid
was an important climacteric
                             in the decline of the administration;
By contrast, Dickens's second protagonist,
Oliver Twist, experiences what seems set
to be his climacteric           in an intensely
fraught boyhood;  the climacteric arrived
with a massive run on the pound.
The authors                           conclude that a dosage of 114 mg per day
                                              of phytoestrogens for three months
does not relieve hot flushes                       or other climacteric symptoms;
Ethylene plays a major role in initiating
ripening in climacteric    fruits such as tomato and apple.
Ripening is physiologically divided
into two distinct classes: climacteric and non-climacteric.
In females about 50 years old,
various symptoms of climacteric disorders
may appear with the decline               of ovarian function;
           The majority of this work, however,
has been conducted on climacteric species... [                   ]
There are two aspects of this climacteric
event         to be considered in relation
          to the history of our civilization;
The sight of all mankind                obediently bowing down
to the                          awe-inspiring          world-dominat­rix:
                              ****** to civilization's career.
It is thought             that the increase in ethylene
responsiveness during petal development

     culminates in the ethylene climacteric:
Given these emphases             on significant dates,
it may not be coincidental that the
                      Ara Pacis            was begun during the year
                       in which Augustus reached the climacteric age of fifty!
This process of        alternative and individual reading
reaches its climacteric
     in the ‘full flood of unlicensed text and independent thought’
                                 of the 1640s... [1640's?]
A transitional period occurs prior to
menopause termed the climacteric or perimenopause;
The released film now opens with the final scenes of Eddie's ejection from his government job for reasons which will
not become apparent until the climacteric of Three Dollars;
At the climacteric , various symptoms such as forgetfulness, hot flush, depressive neurosis,
         abnormal sensation,            and sleeplessness are often observed,
                       due to hypofunction of the ovaries;
in the end, this subplot becomes a mere plot device
when the out-of-control avenging
                  husband bails up O'Reilly at the climacteric:
The year 1981 was a major climacteric
for the politicization of policing,
                            most obviously because the urban riots,
                                unprecedented in the twentieth century!!!
In the climacteric fruit tomato, ethylene
is perceived by a family of six receptor proteins.
We studied the effects of daily use of
isoflavonoids on climacteric symptoms
and quality of life in patients with a history of breast cancer.
Whatever the nomenclature, be it male
menopause or climacteric or age related
hypotestosteronaemia, men presenting
with symptoms outlined in the box should be investigated.
But the First World War shocked even him,
and that was probably a climacteric .
Both Western and Chinese herbal traditions
have numerous                               solutions for climacteric women;
Pear are climacteric fruit:
     their ripening is associated
with a burst of autocatalytic ethylene
production a well known &       effective      Aphrodisiac used by
Chinese Women for arousal         in          all stages of life;

Riding into the nearly deserted Mexican garrison town on the back of a decrepit gray burro the nameless stranger’s squinting eyes searched the terrified faces of the scurrying townsfolk. The few families and individuals that remained simply had nowhere else to go. One man who stayed because he was kind of enamored of the place had been appointed sheriff because nobody else wanted the job. Crime was rare and drunkenness almost nonexistent. These people went to church every Sunday although the pastor didn’t speak any Mexican. He had his own reasons for staying on. The bar stocked more top shelf liquor than anyone in the town would ever think of drinking. The cowboy tied his burro to the hitching post and came inside. The showgirls were elderly and didn’t move. The stranger rested it at the bar. “Whisky,” he said gruffly.
The bartender poured a tall glass of strong Kentucky bourbon; he had so much he could afford to give it away. “Here ya go, partner.”
The stranger drank. He set his empty glass down and the keep filled it again. “You trying to get me drunk?” asked the stranger.
The bartender nodded to the man at the piano who kicked it to get the music roll started in the middle of ‘O Sussana’ without him having to do much else.
The stranger picked up his glass and took it to a table. There he was approached by a woman at least three times his age so you’d think. She thought so too.
“Looking for a good time, sonny?” she said right out.
“Know where I can find one?” he drawled.
“Up at the top of the stairs. Turn left and wait in the room. Girl’ll be right up. Gotta preference?”
“I s’pose breathin’s good enough.”
“They ain’t all breathin’. What kind of place do you think this is? We don’t put our girls out. We keep ‘em ‘round. Some tricks like their girls real quiet.”
“I like the quiet type,” he sneered.
The blowsy blonde sat back on the wooden chair. “Then I’ll have somebody carry Kate up to see you. She ain’t breathed going on ten years. She’s still gotta good figure. Musta been her diet. She was always looking out for what she et.”
Slapping a gold dollar to the bare table the stranger stood up.
“Sold,” he said. “I’ll be seeing her up there then.”
“You got a handle, partner?”
“Nobody ever bothered giving me one,” he said.
“Just as well. Kate ain’t much for conversatin’ with her lips sewed up like that.”
Saying nothing else the stranger walked towards the stairs not making a sound going up the battered steps that normally creaked when a fly lit on a peel of paint. The woman left the table motioning for two girls to give her a hand; the bartender watching the women cram into the cramped backroom to unfold the woman’s corpse from a sturdy travel case that kept out the humidity so Kate’s dry flesh stayed soft and pliable. Kate’s eye sockets were hollow but that was the least of it. Dousing the carcass with a full bottle of French toilet water the older woman told the two girls to hurry her upstairs before the stranger realized what he’d agreed to. The stranger knew. He was looking forward to ****** the dead woman. Stripped down to his union suit he sat on the bead smoking a cigarillo. He hoped he wouldn’t be stuck in the dead end adobe mausoleum too long. The girl rapped sharply at the door. In only his drawers and hat the stranger opened the door.
“You asked for Kate,” she said coming inside hauling the feathery weight by the ankles followed by the second girl holding the limp arms by the wrists. Lifting the body onto the bed the girls smiled at the stranger then at Kate whose moth-eaten petticoats were ten years out of style. “Is there anything else?” said the girl.
“Tell the bartender to send up a couple of bottles of that good *****.”
“Yessir. Right away,” she said. “Just leave Kate’s tip on the bureau.”
Both girls curtsied and hurried out.
Closing the door the stranger removed the hat from his bald head. “Well, Kate, looks like you and me are gonna us have a little party.”
The bartender put several bottles of the good stuff on a silver tray with one glass, thought again and put down another glass. Balancing the wobbling tray the girl made her way to the top of the stairs, kicking the door with the toe of her worn boot and the stranger opened up for her. “That was quick,” he said.
“We aim t’please, mister,” she said coming into the room and setting the tray on the table, loitering for a tip.
“I aim too,” he said drawing his pistol and shooting her. She fell dead instantly and he picked her up and lay her on the bed beside the desiccated partygirl. With Wiley and Morphea turned to dust, the lone Nosferatu was desperate to form new minions anywhere he could find them.

The day after



Independence Day



a paroxysm



of sparks 



from a lit 



fuse of



natal celebration



re-echoed pressure 



in my skull



fireworks fulminated



directly over my head



painting an abyssal 



night sky 



neon splattered



inapt colors 



reminding me 



of my countries 



bloodshed.



If pills tasted 



like the



ice cream cake



melting



in the middle



of the road 



maybe it 



wouldn't be.



The man



I've loved



has a warm smile



from the open flame



atop his head



and a magical sundry 



of plié-like movements.



Entrancing perfection



a self-inflicted hypnosis 



unbroken left me desperate 



for personal perfection.



When a Phoenix rebirths



it has been written the 



amassing thickets shed 



a layer of their earth's green.



Though, a Phoenix is deific,



Wildfire befit my epithet.



Emerging life was a grace 



of kindness when my laxness 



engrossed, and 



malfeasant memories



of the neurotypical 



remain to unsettle, but 



a blowsy man regrets not. 



Exemption finds me not 



in the arms of grace 



but true despairing. 



Timelessness is a disservice



to progress, and age sheds



light upon transgression.



This is my only accomplishment