Drained bloodless shriveled blue veins jutting dead as nail my white meat Closing my jaws is too much effort and blinking feels like too heavy a task So I sit in the muted light gaping at a computer screen while a melancholic tune grew moss over my meat That’s what it feels like, anyway And if you were to cut me ...

Untitled Post A shelter for silver threads of woe an immense pool of healing where salt meets salt where fettered dejection is tossed into the wind — weary lungs gulping freedom, a vast body of squirming life where solace is embraced, a haven for those lost in land a miracle in liquid form with open arms to welcome weary souls back home ...

Shackles Lacerating flesh blood clots, veins pus bleeding crimson gore layer by layer skin, fat, muscle cutting deep, oozing stench swollen meat bruised black and blue cutting deep, oozing fluid layer by layer rust caked into gash Menacing shackles ’round my wrists not letting go, not letting go they’re my shackles adorning me dearly Keep me chained feed more pain I’m ...

Monsters There’s a darkness That will not mend Swiveling, inside Faster and faster and faster And you can almost miss me sitting here The real me, I mean Through all this talk and laughter The spinning –that- just doesn’t stop This darkness that owns me And, that I own Is consistently around A shadowy companion Tethered to my being Always ...

I sorted out some problems within With some alcohol And some foreplay  with my heart strings It worked for a while Until I broke down With musings of the past Haunting and hunting me down Am I confused? I believe I am Or I am crazy? I don’t know about that This life was one, that I thought I could ...

Ali Continents rose The rumble in the jungle The cheers of Manilla slums And the roar of Madison Square Garden A man who defied odds, establishment And fate and held the world In his mighty palms…….. When in a damascene conversion – As Cassius became Ali – The wrath of fists became hurricanes of fury As one man defied Uncle ...

Hostilities There’s nothing remotely strange When a seemingly blunt object Wallops or slaps against An anatomical wonderland And they say that is cold-blooded murder Sometimes premeditated and at times manslaughter After all lips are both assassins and murder victims Yet at their pinnacle, they too are swordsmen Who will clatter in lip-blades and tongue-metal After all what is more precious ...

Umbrella Protector Dancer Cover Chaperone Cupid The many identities Of a perennial commoner Who blooms on the peduncle Of human palms Providing cover for the roofless Sanctuary for the senses To reciprocate lip-chemistry In the co-valency of bonds And in those tender moments Of cross-pollinated lips You find the wealth of affection-grains Stored under an umbrella silo Feeding two hungry ...

Borrowed Sometimes, destinies Are borrowed for editions of father time Like when a one night stand Makes synchronous waves on coconut white sheets And leaves behind a legacy of sorts – like a star in the sky A mere speckle in memory’s hold And on occasion, you embark never to disembark, but you find Sink holes and whirlpools that drain ...

Avalanche Another old poem from 2012……… If your luscious lips fell As monsoonal droplets My glacial lips would melt from their snowy caps In to an avalanche of defrosted love  —– Wiping out The virgin spirits That guard the outlets Of my white-water rivulets  —– To awaken my latent carnal spirit In to herculean feats  —– Only if, gravity would be ...

Love Note – An old poem from 2012 Love is……… A rainbow span, a spectacular nexus Linking two separate worlds In to one solitary future, for two hearts to bask In the bountiful colors of nuclear mirth A heavenly walk on a skyline of petals A path paved of tropical hibiscuses A sensuous walkway ushering an unparalleled destiny Two bodies in a ...

Like Dogs… Dogs are wizards Of the small and the nonsensical They sniff their back sides and chase tails They lick everything from playmates to paws Even roll on the ground and play tumbling games On varnished floors, fine carpets and green lawns And we humans too are seemingly like dogs We push our tongues down honey pots And sniff and ...

Kandy The walkaway around a lake Seemingly a symbol of both Promenades and ant-trails – lovers and busy bodies As the guardian of the sacred tooth relic rises from the vicinity Preserving rituals of religion and the culture of a nation A place where enchantment is a mainstay And total surrender is found in the bewitchment of senses And in ...

Wolves that made their way out of the jungle One gob of flesh with separate limbs And it’s bleeding All panting wolves only some are a little madder brainwashed differently running astray All panting wolves biting at each other and the muscle is infected — a cancer with guns The mad consumed by the madder and repeat And it goes ...

Pineapple You find her in that ancient Idiom, about a juicy fruit perched Between two trees, and a dress of a million Sunlit eyes seemingly stitched together And slowly undressed by knife-peel And that succulent body is a blend of lemon and bumble bee A tad dimmer than the Tuscan sun Yet possessing more beef than kernels of maize And ...

Do-Gooder Passive rarely authoritative Kind and unassuming, full-beta and never alpha The worker bee or ant and perhaps a hunting lioness Who plays many roles, of nurturer Guardian and unconditional donor A person enflamed by the conscience Unappeased by the status quo, enraged by injustice A crusader not for Jerusalem But for a strain of love that sees no color ...

Gardener I pledge-sealed destiny Gold-pacted her fore-finger And gale-caressed The glade in-between vermillion And at that instant, I metamorphosed to us Two transformed to one As I took a custodian’s oath – To forever be in sickness and in health – Embellished with a gardener’s pledge To empower the garden spade And master my spadework For a lifetime of tillage

Gestation She looks at the mirror The bikini bod that transformed To a baby bump, a flesh bud budding Inside an inland ocean She knows that their love is meaningless Unless an alibi resonates from their union – The legacy of two hearts and one flesh – Once they are no longer globetrotters Just ashes on a bed of sediment ...

Till Death do us Apart The discoloration Beneath your maple brown eyes – Embellished with sketches of artery trees That grew on an alabaster backdrop – As tears allayed your pain Painting coronas around your eyes In smudges of life ink I will press my nose against yours And close your eye-lids As my lips converge in gap-closure And kiss-chemistry Grazing underneath your honey-glazed ...

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