Of the amber streetlights  circling woodland edges,  carnal helicopter flights of fingers  swirl seduction into our suburbia    Pray tell, let me thrash one hundred branches  across boughs of your skin   which never sees sunlight    Of the flora and fauna  treat me like an equal until it hurts    Deportment is the balance of tongues  o'er swollen...

Creaking sound of rusted latch sleeping alone again, naturally, only tide’s tremors would let her in  I should promise you  my last kiss of summer, for winter’s kismet kites are grounded strung by ice lifeguards; rescue is the warmth between thighs  Pearls for breasts, silver skin limbs frosted-glass...

A canary flewthrough the broken windowand perched on the edge of my desk.It tilted its head, yellow featherscatching the dim glow of the splintered dawn.Black beak madness.“Who are you?” it asked,voice sharp as a fillet knife.I shrugged.“I’m a base...

You must stoppedCursing at GodHe doesn't like that kind of behaviorFrom no bodyYou must not forget to pray to GodEvery night before you go to bedYou say you don't have timeYou must make time and pray for himIt only...