Your sister showed up today,
Black wings rather than banded body,
Could it be the same wink from another dimension?
First sign of spring but in the fall time
In the upside down world has a meaning
Crosswinds
We live
We adjust
You die
Tangent from the cloaked one goes
To closed, covered eyes that once burned
The forecast is cloudy hazy smoggy with girded muscle
Girded human muscle stands at the...
Callous pre-pubescents
Hired (voted in?) to run our country
Risk it all for human flotsam jetsam
Investigate cause of roadkill
Scour online for signs of naughty emotion
Too trite to say outloud
Many’s reason for a whole season
Always vulnerable to a nudge or shuffle
Spirit eludes but can find me for a kiss...
It used to be much easier to forgive than to forget,
That was before ‘culture’.
The wasteland makes you grip to an outrage of spontaneity
Whether yesterday (not likely) or ten years ago,
Not thoroughly consciously aware that it’s gripped like a clam does a sand grain.
‘I Was!’ the injury confirms.
I was a receiver, now barricaded behind scar tissue and nutrient-bare soil?
Meaning from molehill
...
Fourteen and alone, sometimes even in the hood and alongside the street if her caretaker is stupid enough.
Tory Flotilla spent years - years!! - providing solace to ignorant humans. The poems and singing she endured .. awful. Loneliness and poor vittles .. awful. Those she was assigned to were flaky and flitty yet she understood contracts, made before incarnation, that brought her to the test of ...
All your eyes fall on will look like a cat soon
You know the one - that cat
The flutter of a leaf = twitch of whisker
Under draping ivy
Beside empty fountain
Amongst meeting of crows
There!
The throbbing fur goes
And the steel will trap it
So say the marbles in your head when they collide
Seems the cat knew you fed her the dead all along
And the most living is pawprint left when scouring for w...
Beneath us pumped out caterpillar greenery
Instead now gold-yellow-brown monarch
Taken by torrents
To ho hum steel-dull drains.
Executioner tells us we love,
Reveling in the taken-for-granted when it goes.
Sunset still there but more demure,
We are ready for the holding-of-breath.
Each with mittens, boots, umbrella
Each a solo wonder, Can I hold the beat?
To have a chrysalis as lantern j...
You’ve got the claw,
I’ve got the fang
What we have most of all
Is knowing we do this
Four hoofed, four pawed
All think they can be winged
Stop their spinning and tuck away
When we’re on the periphery
Center stage a brute force act
Memory of the script primordial
Audiences feign they live through chatter
Yet worn groove shows they live through us...
A-Z
Cursive carefully constructed
Highest marks for penmanship
And a memory too
So I’d anticipate the dates
And return the letters,
Receive their weather, animals, neighbors, change - the poignantly peripheral.
That was when there could be Thou;
But now?
The narcissist beasts interfere,
Contaminate,
It’s not good enough to have robot script,
The contents also need to be ash.
The overseer is cy...
The best things in life allow me to speak
And don’t judge and shun
Although they’re silent
There’s the apprehension of potential words,
There’s also ‘just’ the receiver,
Appearance same
Inner state opposites
In a land of sterility with the norm being heads barely above water
You are not an impotent tool
As the waves return to the sea, so the words give way to silence....