"fle" poems
sun, light, murmurs
through slatted edifices
onto restless 4s
they shuffle tireless
ssssn uf fle
those 4s
ever do
on strawlittered floors
t
rapp
-ed
in woodly cages
a 2 enters
pets 4 1
whispers to 4 2
soothes their aches
2 astride 4 1
clumsy gallop
through golden portals
into ****** time
Apr 17, 2010
Apr 17, 2010 at 5:48 PM UTC
slippery light boasts
languid limbs gestating
in mercurial puddelings
awaiting the destruction
of their tender shafts by
some pale passing
fle(she
bears its ethereal
glow on her pallor
in the second of that truculent divergence
)
May 5, 2010
May 5, 2010 at 11:45 PM UTC
be au tifu lu ng ra teful talente
dd iff icult lo vi ng messy suppo
rti ve spitef ul w arm jealous caring
cr az ychar m in gs martd epress
ing br av et ** ug htle ss ge ne
ro us inc on sid er ate ad ap ta
ble m oo dy co m pass io na te
stub bo rn af fe ctio na te cr
itica lp ra ct ic al ar gu m en
tati ve w itt y un pr ed ict ablec
our ag eo us to uc hy friendl yrese
ntf ul he lp fu li m patien tflirty
sa rc as tic in te re sting boastf
ul cu rio us in fle xi bl er el
ia bl e cl in gy cre at ive ta
ct les s ** ne st emo tio na ld
isc ipl ine d fo rcefulsex yse ns iti
ve su lle n m od es tf ru st
ra tin ge n thus ia st ic hy po
cr iticalp lucky cl um sy am usingp
os essiv ecalm in g sn ide friendl
y pom pous ad ve nt ur ousch
ar ism atic br ok en and perfect
May 7, 2017
May 7, 2017 at 4:18 PM UTC
conversational tones too often
tumble into sloppiness, leaving
my words marked with fumble
-d caresses and stuttering half-t
-houghts. i don't leave you with
my leftovers on purpose, they d
-ropped into my purse when i c
-ame to see you today. a lot of th
-ings drop into my mind when i
see you. but it's mostly your wo
-rds. perhaps my only love affair
was with the letters you placed
under my name. i never wanted
to be beautiful until you wrote o
-f it with a ball point pen; never
dreamt of living extravagantly u
-ntil you dusted me in spices and
sparks with flecks of ink and the
marks of your fingers. you crafte
-d everything you loved about m
-e. you are the only reason i am e
-xtravagantly in love with the fle
-cks and sparks under my skin. y
-ou planted whispers beneath my
eyes and called them dangerous.
but only you were dangerous
to me
Nov 20, 2017
Nov 20, 2017 at 6:17 PM UTC
Can the tho ugt
Oft his bet hat
The ide als sit
For all toh ear
Yet sim ply die
Ise eit now how
you exp ose and
cry ing out sti
fle tha twh ich
cou ld1 day fly
Ifo nly you had
not bee ngi ven
suc hch anc eto
inf ect mym ind
Tra gic ast tra
ffi cfi lls the
air bli ndo pen
you ree yes tof
ind thi sto bet
Rue.
Jun 3, 2018
Jun 3, 2018 at 2:37 AM UTC