portent suffer
patterns diviner
a swan neck wrist
extends
exposing downed
flank flesh
raised arm trailing
surf clouds
clouds of burgundy
parted by the
bourgeois amusement
peach and cream teeth
tilled

the sun laps shores of
resin
dusk and amber

a scar trodden down
one arm
and dipped into the
wind kept whirl
while an emotion of
traffic seethes past
a flourish of green
the rotting chain link
a vertebrae posture

averted apostrophes

The death of our boys and girls
Attending campuses to get an education
Gets gunned down by the ones seeking to protect gun rights
The right to purchase as much guns and ammo as you can afford
While illegal street guns get blame for it all.

WHEN DOORS CLOSE

My body grows limp
and my heart sinks
to depths unknown
something inside dies
when you leave
and I am left alone
again.

-An Empty Revolver-

Tonight I heard a snowflake
In fractal notation
Whisperings of dark winter
And death's final moments

In hushed hibernation
Unaware of his slumber
He is timed to replenish
One two three, one two three

Suspended in stillness
Yet timed to perfection
A new springtime birth
Repeated in verse

Awakened to life
He rejoices in momentum
To all that springs around him
Dew drops in the morn

patrons of kisses
christened in lapels
and perfumed pits
on knees dwelt
in din lit coffin wells

"whore" in marker on
the floor
and squashed match jackets
and chemical killed roaches
legs splayed
like shadows grimace
stuccoed hewn walls
where darkness fills
empty fists and blade thrusts

where heaven is a light bulb
speckled with a universe
of gutteral howls
hilted carboned hard ons and gleaming
manifestations of hollowpoint
prayers

The manifestation of thought
and the remembrance of those
who are now naught
makes voluminous content of dreams

someone is seemingly screaming
far from the poles of eternity
come along with me
your tenure down there
has lost all lure
there can be now no cure
but to stop your dream
stamp it out
to fetch you I am coming

midsummer's gardens
grandeur paradise
rain puddle lynch
agrarian and dust to dust
chronicle icons flashpoint iris
bulletins tin bullet " perusing'"
narrow voyage
from up-chin target
treadle a whetbriar needle
pedals nitro fled from theater impalement