Showing posts with label art. Show all posts
Showing posts with label art. Show all posts

Wednesday, November 5, 2008

fragments

capture from another angle
off-the-beaten path
click shutter exposure
an image reversal

aspire to be unfolded and read
word-for-word uncoiled
yesterday pressed onto the page
mulled over and disclosed

desire to be ensnared
in a web of tender whisper-lies
a balmy undercurrent
pulling down

enslave the imagination
fractured phrases
clings like a measure of music
playing over and over

devour a morsel
consumed whole
a smooth continuous
engulfment.

Tuesday, November 4, 2008

Fever Pitch

My ardent devotion suffocates me.
Grasp with strained fingertips to
loosen it from around my neck.

It’s been too long since a deep wintry air
has filled my belly
to cool off the searing heat.

Dark expansive space
before my eyes
within this skin.

Too long since the rains
have come down to quench the fever.
The waters fold in.

The rains should wash away
this corrosive state
instead it scalds
leaving behind
tattered bits,
threads showing bare.

Caustic tongue holds my silence plain
Burgundy lips sealed tight
Quiet the intensity
Subdue the chaos

Monday, November 3, 2008

Tidbits



Desire cleaves to
sumptuous honey droplets

Clings like a measure of music
that plays over and over

Gathers smooth pebbles
place them in deep pockets

Collects slashes of color
from a textured painting

Press yesterday onto the page.

Sunday, November 2, 2008

Not Coming Undone




Do not lean against her
a mere ball of unraveling string
she ties herself in knots
to keep from disappearing
as another strand unfurls.

Saturday, November 1, 2008

Grace

She swallows her words
in slow syllables

against the sharp consonants

incremental slices.


She swallows whole

her need to be heard

chases it down with fiery brew

singes her tongue

numbs the rage
refrains from grasping
the person she once was.


Where did she lose her sleep?

Sweat slides down

between her breasts

head of steam from the iron

leaves beads of condensation

on her upper lip

back hand swipe

wipes away the wetness.


Her mind

writes away the aftermath

of the day before

month before

years ago


Memories gather like moths in her mouth

and storms forward

the afterlife of sorrow

smoothed over

gathers no dust

weathers the electricity

travels down her body
.
After-thoughts churn

unsaid words,

unanswered replies

leaves deep grooves across her bones
.