Mercy

A sacrifice we offer, a Sacrifice we pray as we go forward upon this glorious, wretched day. Humble resurrection.. a transfiguration… the word became flesh… but then, the Lord gives, and He takes away. On this day when life goes forth Blood and Water are…

Hour One – The End

The end The end The end. Nothing else comes any more. No more No more No more. The clock is ticking anyway. Tick-tock Tick-tock Tick-tock.    

Sonerous Breaths

I would like to invite you to join us in celebration of Two most momentous occasions: two sides of the breath. The first inhale The last exhale One marks the beginning, and one the end This fete full of marvels and milestones Is sure to…

HOUR ONE: THIS END

If ever there was a time, it is now If ever a wandering, it was then If I’d known the heft, I might not have set out If I’d known that weight and weightlessness would contend For a prime spot each dawn, wedged in my…

Hour One: Tea Party

Tea Party   Sipping slowly, smoothly sliding slowly seeping, warmth colliding ’round the dark and sleepy morning stretching, reaching, open yawning smokey mist, rising air no thought of international affair or scandalous harbor party brewing from lip of mug to lips of me slowly, sleepily,…

Hour 1: Marionette

  Marionette, be merry! I give the strings a yank Awake! Feel the strings control you Feel them guide you Feel them bind you But smile, marionette Be merry! Dance a little jig   Stand up, marionette! I’ll make you You’re nothing but a toy…

The rapture

You flooded my mind, and set my soul on fire. I should be drowning, but instead, I’m being taken higher. To my cigarette, you were my lighter. You were the umpire to my empire, And therein lies the problem. Now here comes the rapture. I…

Hour 1

Found, End Do I have endings? I never leave things behind. I still think about the guys, that amorphous blob of boy-men. the one’s I crushed on the first kiss the first fuck the first soulmate and the second the one who didn’t know what…

The Wisdom of a Daisy

He loves me He loves me not It’s as simple and as complicated as that In the beginning he loved me at least he said that he did Something told me no but I said Yes and let him sweep me off my feet Caught…

Prompt One–The End

Caretaker As I gazed at the day room the head nurse shuffled through, checking pulses and giving orders. The carpenter slid along the walls tap, tap, tapping for unseen studs. The Wall Street broker yelled into resident phones sell, sell, sell! Slippery layers cradled within the skull nestle gently against one…