for thirty yearsyour presencewas definedby your absence;now, you inveigle yourselfinto my daily life,expecting connection;and I can only…
The dishes stagnated in piles,in the overflowing…
The Medium whispered to the Poet,
in life, I only expect that you speak your truth, and keep…
Turned, too closeTo knife
Succumbed to substance, kick’s about to arrive
Unvoiced expectationsraise waves of hopeat interpreted cues — only to dash into disappointmenton the shores of reality
Gave-up the washboard absDrinking the 6-pack insteadMaybe sexy pectoralsBut man boobs hard to shedHigh hopes now…
He wanted to make her smile,and maybe he did, for a while,but in the end he just built a wall between them.
Tumbling through the snow day,turning out breath: fall ironicallybehind the natural…