Late Night Movies
The deepest conversations
I’ve had while watching late night movies
Couple beers in
Truths start flowing
Words are said
In between action scenes
And dramatic lines
And poking fun at the movie
We say things we should say
The last of us
This is what it’s come to.
Being the last line of defense in a
World that struggles to keep from crumbling in on itself.
Whatever the case, I will always be prepared to ward off the forces of darkness.
It’s tough work but somebody has to be out there doing it
Lest the universe descend into anarchy.
Not on my watch.
#5 eyebrows
i tortured a love by dividing it into two,
through metal picks, sharp threads, gummy sheets, curved scissors–any weapon that i choose
they fought to become uniform,
across my forehead, inching toward the other once again, thick with want, lusting forlorn
until i pulled them from the middle,
as always, guarding that they were apart, cleaned sharp, never allowing myself to be unbridled.
but, i removed all the women before me
whose names were drawn, by a deep hand, in the dark furrow where hung my history.
now, i cooed to them, to grow,
and they are stubborn, deafened and indifferent with my worries for tomorrow.
you did this to yourself,
so they have selected to fall away one by one, through suicide and swore, until nothing is left.
Lost Kite
Lost Kite
How often have I cried
To hold that orange and green colored kite
In my tiny hands
And let it shore higher up in the air
Gently gliding, furiously spinning
Zig-zag, zig-zag, further away from me
Becoming smaller and smaller
Till the thread could hold no more.
Hour 17
@varenyas
In the shadows
Somewhere only the darkness is familiar with.
We know how important it is to go there
If you want to know the secrets of the universe.
We don’t belong in the belfry of darkness.
We have a higher calling such as finding a way to
Go to the equator and wait for the sun to strike at just the right time.
When it’s all over, we’ll be able to rise out of the ashes
And be reborn in a new image.
Then, you’ll finally achieve enlightenment.
The Hatter Who Loved Hats
he was a man who made hats
he was a man who wore hats
he wore his hats to tea parties
he wore black hats with white ribbons
to sad parties, tea without sugar,
green hats he wore in springtime,
until springtime grew to autumn.
he planned the best parties
hats were required, necessities,
the hatter who made hats
the hatter who wore hats.
Hour 17: Everflux Battery
Forever now,
The in flowing
The outgoing
Like a never ready—
Everflux battery.
Night Shift
Hot night air blows furiously pass dainty burgundy curtains. Matching blinds drawn slightly
Musky scent of city combined with living . Hard work he was never scared to work I bleed green always a marine is what he’d say
Nepenthe
Sweet tincture, amber hued, with forgetfulness imbued,
Cure me.
Make insensible my tongue, as the woe from me is wrung,
Endure me.
If I languish all forlorn, with guttate spell quoth, nevermore–
Adjure me.
I’ll misremember at first light, oblivion is mine tonight,
Reassure me.
Sweet tincture, amber hued, with forgetfulness imbued,
Nepenthe
Prompt#17, Loss
It is usual for me
to forget things and lose things
no, forget faces and lose memory
no, forget sins and lose patience
no, forget courtsey and lose respect
no, forget the milk on fire and lose my ear-rings while taking the dress off
but all that is usual right?
What is unusual is that
I lost my measure of height and forgot I was half an inch higher
and so I married
a man half inch shorter and thats why