Hour 5 – Tome of Light

There are several of us unruly children climbing the stacks toppling books onto the floor constructing fortresses of fiction and using paperbacks as weaponry nearby a librarian mutters in disdain There are other uses for those   Stalling out in fervent play a faint humming…

Fall

To be awake is knowing this isn’t real in the flash of the landing Fom there to here is a long way Let the mattress catch me if I fall  

The Kiss That Never Was

I was lying on the ground My head in his lap. Dazzled by his smile I felt such bliss.   Someone uttered “Give him a kiss!” And his eyes twinkled down at me; That mischievous grin that was always at the ready   I leaned…

Checking In (H5)

I will not I will not I will not check the door the lock the handle only to be flung back against the wall when your your hatefulness bursts across the threshold without even breaking a sweat. I will not. I will not I will…

Sleepily

Your lips touch my lips tentative in quizzical passion once, twice third time’s the… leaning in your lips touch my lips tightened anticipation firm yet supple I cannot pull my face from yours we have become one yet I feel you dissolve vaporizing away from…

The cat and cigarettes left outside

Is it still a proper brownstone if it’s in Jersey? Six broad brick steps open like arms, white concrete banister a hand in open gesture. Welcome. Unit B. Does it matter if the details are wrong? I tried. Double doors slide apart, heavy as pianos…

Similis Papilioni

Similis Papilioni   I see my reflection on my computer screen. I’m covered with a bouquet of flowers, roses, berries, purple buds waiting to bloom. The bouquet sits above butterflies resting on top oranges, feasting on its juice, long tongues snaking into the pulp. My…

Money Moves

Do you know how money moves Do you understand where it goes Not just from the bank to you Not from the place where it is printed Do you know how money moves When it’s looking at you Because money looks at you every day…

Twinkle Twinkle

Each night, many things, objects, and people fall into the stage of my dreams They perform, they sing, but in the end, they always leave But each night, you fail to materialize You antagonize me about your absence and the content of my nightly thoughts…