are we related to shrimp?
apple gummy
green apple peel
remains concealed
‘tween gum and teeth
searing pleasantly
re-touching roots beneath.
The Common Cold
The whole saga of The Lord of the Rings is playing out in my body
as it fights the spread of an infection in my throat.
They cheer as I send reinforcements flooding into the Pelenor fields in the form of warm salty water.
But which will be victorious?
The morning light will uncover the truth.
The Common Cold
The whole saga of The Lord of the Rings is playing out in my body
as it fights the spread of an infection in my throat.
They cheer as I send reinforcements flooding into the Pelennor fields in the form of warm salty water.
But which will be victorious?
The morning light will uncover the truth.
Re-possession
If you want to feel
like new,
close your eyes
.
You’re a pristine presence,
sensing but blind;
come from a place unknown
to inhabit your body
.
Where are you?
What’s happening?
What are these noises,
what is this
?
You are new to this,
every sound is an unknown;
you need to start to understand
this new place, these new sounds,
what all of this means
.
You listen,
you breathe,
you feel
.
You open your eyes;
this is your new life.
The little bellows
I’m a little bellows,
watch me as I blow,
there’s no need to push on me,
I’ll manage on my own.
Good-sweet air is all I need
to go and go and go,
to keep my little fires stoked
and so and so and so,
with automatic process
I’ll blow and blow and blow,
to take another deep breath
most certain I’ll let go.
Yes, we’re all little bellows,
beautiful little fellows,
that breathe the breath of this good life,
that call this planet home.
Broken plans
To look with clear eyes,
unmoved at the landscape,
waiting for the times to change,
to show their true faces,
speak their true words,
which must be true for
their right to live free,
unburdened by guilt
in choosing their way;
in any case never wanting
to force a situation
where they come unwillingly.
Nostrilnauts
Can you imagine,
in the not-so-far future,
that there will be invented
some small robots which,
like a tiny chimney sweep,
would climb up your nose hairs
and clean your nostrils?
.
How thrilling it could be
to employ such tiny machines
in a moment of need,
if there’s something stuck
just out of reach.
.
Maybe they’d whistle a tune,
a tinny little ditty,
as they clambered up those hairs
to excavate what was hidden there;
O’ little fella, I can think of no thing better,
you’d be one helluva friend to me.
Apartment
I’m on a level,
floating 4 floors up,
the scourge of summer
broken.
.
I melt backwards,
the sun is felt
warm against a crispness
that’s crept into the air.
.
Cement tiles, peppered with stones,
like slabs of mortadella
with too much pistachio;
a polished pastiche
shining up beams
to bathe my feet.
.
In a little heaven in the air
two embryos
in a sunny room,
the light inspires
as the sun’s demise
sends blue-orange light
over craggy roofs,
antennae poking
past the horizon.
.
A place not always
appreciated
for the time it gave,
I love this place,
but cannot wait
for change to take me
to a higher place.
Afrodita
Arms wide open,
right hand cradling a wine glass,
her left, fingers delicately curling,
thumb and forefinger touching gently
around a grape stem.
.
White skin contrasting the shadows,
her table is illuminated, crowded with
baskets of berries, packets of sugar,
and round, ripe fruit.
.
Her gaze, though lowered,
is essentially seductive;
admiring a wide, deep bowl,
filled with dark molasses.
.
The scene, not salacious,
but aphrodisiacal,
conjures a craving,
though not thirsting,
to join with that scene;
to consume and be consumed;
to take part in this experimentation of sweetness,
to forget all else and
engage in innocent expressions of sensuality,
to marvel in the sensory combinations created.
.
As all senses unify in one moment,
you are sacrificed to pure sensation,
and then without another thought,
submit to your baser instincts.
.
The goddess does not judge,
only acknowledges how it is so
that she exists to entice,
understanding of her place.