Tuesday, October 10, 2017

Dove White











A final reminder of your smell
lies in what remains of this bar of soap
that has melted time and passion
into its soft mediterranean skin
Gushing
vanilla-eucalyptus

A stimulating incense triggers
this infusion of jojoba kisses
missed
A token of its moist & careless seduction
steams these bathroom walls once inhibited
Now nostalgic
to its washed away existence

A final reminder of your smile
lies in what remains of this bit of soap
that has scrubbed off lies & deceit
while it has nourished your appetite
for squander & wanderlust

a transient reminder a bubble                          a wet reminiscence  

Monday, October 2, 2017

Newton Saturday

No control over your center
A forward motion in infinity
Light a constant speed rushing
Seldom relative to your emotion

Mass creates unnoticed tension
Shifting your space and time

Continuum

Trapped in a black hole
In a web of altered conception


We drown.


masks are hardly

  The breeze from the rushing train Still brushes my long hair Still gives a moment of surrender   Masks are hardly Breathable Y...