SATIN-smooth promises that
SCOFF at the possibility of deceit, then
SMIRK as the inevitable
CRASH leaves debris for miles and years.
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Unsinkable
CHILLy waters marked by silent sirens:
CREAK nor clang nor song do they sing.
CACHE of brute strength waiting, watching:
RIVET and bulkhead’s final cries ring.
Mundane
STRIP away the fabric hindrances,
STATE for the millionth time our desire––
WOOER embracing, wooed embraced; love is
FERAL, tenacious in the midst of mundanity.
Agate
AGATE is a crystalline canvas, a tie-dyed rock daubed with a paint-soaked
TOWEL and fine brushes, streaked with squeezed and shaken
SPURTs of colors from tubes and buckets. Even rock need not be mere bland
GROUT or gravel when in the hands of a Master Artist.
Baking
SUGAR and flour dusting apron and countertop alike, the
ELDER baker and her sous-chef granddaughter finished the cupcakes, having
KNEED the oven door the rest of the way closed. From the kitchen
AROSE the aroma of love and memories.
Orion
BETELgeuse burns red, the Hunter’s
CLOTHes stained from his prey, his arrows
PLUCKed from them. Rigel’s blue eyes
WALTZ for joy at each conquest.
Poppy
CRYPT open to the air, the stench of
FLESH and blood and death clouds the horizon,
POISED to sow the seeds for a field full of
POPPY and heartache.
Adhesive
VOCAL and nagging, your fears
PRESS into your heart like a
DECAL, smoothing out the bubbles with
GUSTO.
Empty
VAPID conversation, nothing to
SHARE, empty air from empty conversation
OUGHT to bother him. He leads
HER ON, all the same.
Polaroids
ALBUM in the mind conjures photos of
GHOUL and angel alike.
LOOPY from remembered adrenaline, the
STUMP of amputated chances still itches.