Toxic

Anemone red eyes scream envy
Rusted soul
Closed cellar door

Warts invade her tongue
And make flutist words
Bulge through her cloistered mouth

Scrambled, trailmixed sounds
Pitbull clatter hurls out of her

Cleverly she stings
Fibula marks embedded in me

I hate you on a plank
Ready to dive off
Wax-sealed to my tongue

But I stay silent


-- Posted from my iPhone

Letter to God

Dear God: Doubt creeps and crawls within me
My faith fades gradually like a broken leaf
A faded leaf fallen from a blooming tree
Trying to stay alive without anyone’s grief

I pray to you for everything to make sense
Only to stop at an empty feeling inside
Deep inside my soul where belief has no defense
Against my uncertainty it does collide

If you are real, why must you hide?
At night, I try to listen in the silence
To your response

Most nights I do

Feel something in me die
And there is only great absence
Fading my leaf more and more from you



-- Posted from my iPhone

Warm Summer Days

She looks up through her coiled hair
At an open sky as sheer clouds swim by,
Warmth of the sun on her peppy face,
So alive and animated,
Sand hides between her tiny toes,
A kindly breeze twirls her skirt
While she keenly dances around,
I hear her giggle repeatedly,
Peaceful laughter intoxicates my spirit,
And I reminisce to my warm summer days,
Glowing, sunny summer days when the sand
Tickled my soles and made my face smile.


-- Posted from my iPhone

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