Spin It Out

Spit in palm and, make a deal,
to grasp a contract with a worn-down wheel.
When you would rather drift away,
into a lateral flight……

Signed, Sealed, Delivered

Reciting poems
about a life that feels unadorned,
a resilient beast — 
a dumbwaiter of sorts

That’s Thunder

No one ever says that
thunder only rolls once,

Provenance

Provenance is a trick,
a tailor-made tale for the tourist
that flock, to gawk
at my vacillations.

Abridged To Paradise

I don’t know why it’s a given,
to have a hill on which to die,
when I have another couch to crash,
another set of wheels

The Time For Being

I can be
an acquired embellishment —
a pagan pet, fit for dancing.

Belle View

A reflection waits for a kiss, leaning in for the goddess’ blessing — 
a loitered secret
or…

All Dressed Up, From The Stars

The stars have faded, somewhere
beyond perception:
into the blue,
the blue

Threads

A thread pulls, to unravel a dressing, 
and somewhere beneath the filaments:
a carnival of skin.

Red Dreams & Flowers

Once, from innocence, twice, headlong into a misadventure.