Out of the bottle
Came your new skin glowing with
Dubious compounds

Heaven is plain my choc biscuit
deceived me again with its *******
but it’s never enough
this addiction is tough
come away with me now and we’ll risk it

I rarely considered my friend
on whose grace I could always depend
but then came the cleft
that left me bereft
how I wish we could both make amends

It’s clearly a drink
To make you think of nothing
But the kitchen sink

In the duel of love
many things are left undone
like my paper mask

Have you ever sifted for humans
those beyond the impulse of a beast?
Those that would not
gnaw off their own leg to escape the trap,
or eat their young to survive,
or climb upon dying friends to escape the fire.

Yes, I have sifted for humans
and I found only the one,
and the beasts killed him.

Still the shallow breath
Perceive a path without edge
And then make thy leap

The disinfectant
Masking a splash of *****
Has curbed my hunger

Behind green eyes a retinal flash
subdues a gentle sense of knowing
with a half worn smile
she calculates line and speed
though unimpressed with detail
she's alert to every possibility
and snatches a glance there
her widening gaze settled
followed by a measured blink
of pure satisfaction
a buzz of a wasp
and a flick of an ear
all is well with her world.

There was this poor woman on telly
who carried nine babes in her belly
when asked is it right
to endure such a plight
yes, my sponsor is K&Y; jelly

Finding your path
under Odin's gaze
tease out meaning
hewn in every tile
assembled stories
rendered in wood
known to the soul

I waited for hours
In the rain to see your face
Yet made it my own

If wishes were fishes there'd be a shoal
and butterfly kisses a countless toll
but seek and be wary of what you desire
lest you live out your dreams in misery's fire.

Those random faces
In familiar places
Dancing to the dawn

It was here, he said
In my hand, not far from sleep
Too far the dream of ocean blue.

And she laughed,
As her hand swept the sand
Looking for jewels
Looking for recognition
Looking for the grain
Looking for proof.