BEAUTY is the god permitting
ingenious angels whom (i kissed
within a feverish dream)
that each can make its own
life. And how many times my
heart dragged a sour mouth
–sweet heart. The ache
of love glazed once over,
which is normally death
but not our own.
The promise is life
hung overhead by strength
of undeniable love.
My lover! My only one!

:: 09-13-2015 ::

Where I ever had my hands
upon the embroidered heart
of my soul we danced then
delightfully kissed golden
light-like that sun watching
the blue fell for night
that dark secret spot
only lovers share —
for me and you
i should spread my
humbled promise to never
reveal this beauty
outside of you:
He who wishes
for garments of Heaven
within your heart

:: 09-13-2015 ::

WE never know how we lived
until the curtains
come down around our knees
until the crowd says
i was good/i was bad
one dignity that delays
for all an appreciation
for having given our all

:: 09-13-2015 ::

THIS season of binded tongue unleashed like purple violet
leafs dancing in my incarcerated soul She slept beneath a wish
called deep root me an autumn smell tourniquet binding me
when i was small an old woman died called grandmother and
like all living things do: they ate for reaffirmation
of life, so now i love German Chocolate Cake
a layered and deliciously tasty cake by Sam German but now
with a trace of formaldehyde thank you grandma, haha,
you’ve preserved this memory so sweetly and I’m very indebted
to that culinary after-life taste called d.e.a.t.h.

:: 09-13-2015 ::