Strawberries - heavily revisedStrawberriesStrawberries - heavily revised
Me, ankle deep in wet mud Rescuing the last strawberries from inglorious decay Sodden with too much rain Forecast: unceasing drizzle, indefinitely
I would not have been there,
Umbrella insinuated between neck and shoulder Bending to peer between matte leaves and black plastic But I had spent weeks anticipating the too-short harvest Lusting over their jewel-like flesh Their Willendorf hips and maiden thighs Which yield under my teeth with less protest Than the slick, red vinyl of cherries; Seeds like stars flung net-like over the ear
Would that it wereWould that it were mine: salvation From this, death’s next iteration. I will from this world be riven As are most: unwarned, unshriven Notwithstanding obligationsWould that it were
Existential trepidation Stems from want of information Solid answers, freely given- Would that it were
Yet, there is cause for elation- Life’s clandestine consecration Sanctifies the world we live in All is holy, all forgiven Death is fodder for creation- Would that it were.
A KissSmallShe is small,Small
so she appreciates the little things: stamps and paperclips, sugar cubes and doilies, peeping crickets, mewling kittens and
bright Amazonian tree frogs. And words, but not too-big ones.
Most of all, she loves little flaws: hair-thin cracks in coats of paint, runs in stockings, misbuttoned jackets, silvering hair, darkening teeth, scars, pimples, birthmarks,
the sharp slant of crooked teeth, broad strokes of ego against background splashed with altruism, the little insecurities of genius, and the words "I do not know."
Iyadaethras IIIn youth and dreadful arrogance exist two hells; rage and solitude.Iyadaethras II
Galea AponeuroticaSomewhere amidst the red mod-ica There was a great tendon I taught-ica It connects frontalis To occipitalis Galea aponeurotica.Galea Aponeurotica
So next time you are in Prada-ca Or looking at online erotica And your raise your brow That's what you know now As galea aponeurotica!
AufweckenDeep in the throes of some unending happy dream, I leave you sleeping, and our solitude speaks of secrets better left unsaid.Aufwecken
By the daylight, speak your anguished eyes, This world is weary, as am I.
In that victorious peace, then, that only sleep can bring I ask the privilege to kiss away the nightmares of your cobwebbed mind and leave the residue of stardust on your lips, that you will wake and know that I was there.
Devious Journal Entry
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"It has been said that a dog will never refuse to eat because it's immoral. But I say, it's not that a dog has no morals, it's that we, as human beings, do not understand what those morals entail." ~ Me
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"It has been said that a dog will never refuse to eat because it's immoral. But I say, it's not that a dog has no morals, it's that we, as human beings, do not understand what those morals entail." ~ Me
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The hardest thing in life to do is watch the one you love, love someone new...
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A man's gotta do what a man's gotta do.
Don't plan the plan if you can't follow through.
All that matters is taking matters into your own hands.
So please give me a sec to catch my breath.
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