She says her name is Munday, blushing on the edge of shy, With her amber highlights flushed, she nearly glows in the ambiance. Gently she lays in my hands As though she were made for them, and maybe she is. How she is loved, Monday quivers,  breathlessly. It sounds like scores of Seraphim She quivers, Just like... Continue Reading →

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Gotta Light?

The flame lights up the shadow thrown by his rakishly cocked fedora as he lights his cigarette with the stylishly dated trench coat firmly belted, the collar up in back “Here’s looking at you schweetheart” He says in a very bad Bogey imitation And I smile, a little giving an eyeroll and shaking my head... Continue Reading →

Reaper’s Enchantment

For years it glittered The golden ring on her finger A well-worn symbol of her love and devotion In happier moments she wore it with pride, content in her emotional inertia Glad to have a warm body to cuddle up with Sometimes felt like a handcuff or a cage without bars on the long lonely... Continue Reading →

dying in a drowning embrace

Passion burns and she gasps Earthshake quivering over a rigid rising when he pulls the pleasure from her belly Rhythmic motion of riding the ocean sighs He watches desire rise from her chest It's a tsunami of tangled bodies Her cries rise like a bird in flight Both clinging to love like a life preserver... Continue Reading →

hEaD oN a StIcK

Sky eye blue tee You see, because, I feel less, well… Alone in it Bury my head in the pillow last kiss goodnight and hope to sleep before I cry *It rarely works* Pray, prey, for light A direction From whatever Omnipotent Entity Chooses to answer The Universe Provides the proof That I am not by... Continue Reading →

The Statue of She

She sits in silence, her eyes closed with a sweet distracted smile on her lips ⋅ Oh, she pretends to blend in with the crowd and fails He says that she wasn’t meant to but stand out like a glorious statue in the middle of a war-torn slum ⋅ And she is so blissfully unaware of... Continue Reading →

When I think of you Sometimes I smile A little bit dirty because ... But mostly I just sneer Choke back the temptation To grab the nearest blunt And let my mouth run amok Don't misunderstand I do not indulge in hatred Rather, it's pity that haunts me That try as I may to hold... Continue Reading →

Don't be too kind to me. I'm only human and like it or not There's still a heart ticking away In here. Worse yet, it feels things and I'm tired. Stupid thing, it still wants to believe that maybe words aren't all doggerel and dirges secrets and lies and wooful design. so, please, don't be... Continue Reading →

I despise the word desperate Yet the scrabbly, bitey thoughts Those that rattle like rats in a rucksack Offer no other bon mot in place Unfortunately, desperation aside, I'm afraid and dumbstruck, The daemon stole my tongue - so easily stolen - but ... ~must you make me twitch ye perpetual devil?~ I'm trying to... Continue Reading →

She knows I've told her the way I feel Time has passed, I've changed, she says And I believe her I can see her as I knew her That happens between decades It happens, sometimes But my feelings haven't changed I'm not what I used to be I've changed for the better No longer battered... Continue Reading →

Some of the  poem below was published as a collaboration originally .   As I’m quite partial to the words I chose to rework and rerelease the original   Enjoy Melanie • Because I love you, I whisper through the hole of my hands to where you sit drowning. Drowning in tears of self-pity while attempting... Continue Reading →

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