Category Archives: Sixth Year

8 February 2018

I watched my love fall
before me into the
emotions of lust.
Before me the body
succumbed to other-wordly
noise that changed
pale skin to red.

Like a body wishing to fly
gravity had other plans.
Like smoke to a flame
as the wisps flew high,
the embers settle,
and the fired paper falls to the floor.

I watched. Body fell.
I wished to die to
end this world of borrowed time.

To his death and mine
entwined. To different
fates that raised no
mortal stakes.

I felt the stars move
beside closed eyed, but
only darkness entered


Luck in Love

Ignatius gnats that
fly never so far away.
The presence overstays,
the annoyance abounds.
Alas am I stuck to
fate noble entwined
the name of mine
to these gnats that fly.

You’ve chosen me
lucky, but luck
rather I’d be
the fate of my loved one
and I instead these
gnats and me.

1 October 2017

Middle-crossed symphony
agéd watcher, unmusic
undanced though
the talk abounds.

Absent smiling face, even if
he were here
it wouldn’t be grateful fate.

We danced to music this once;
he danced, and my followed eyes,
feet down below shackled to
the mind.

We never danced again,
nor he and me and then alone just me.
In front of mirrors closeted my feet
socked create minimal beat. Song, music
unlike this, repeat and arms flair, doing
justice to my two lame feet.

She in my preferred place.
No musician am I, thus redundant, replaced.
She stares not at my chosen lover’s face
and I wonder why she’s taken my place.

Her fingers do move, but then so do this hand’s
five. Pen is my fiddle, but the bitch
still took my place.