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Our Infinite Between

Her gaze meets mine—where winter waits between breaths,

Firelight shadows slowly lick our chilled skin.

A fingertip hovers, trembling near lips—undressed,

Desire coils like a cat, silent—waiting to begin.

 

Firelight shadows slowly lick our chilled skin.

Explorers, bare as breath, past our door, trembling, new.

Desire coils like a cat, silent—waiting to begin.

Million eyes,...

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A Fogged Glass Between Worlds

Her laugh, rain-soaked, cups creamy heated skin.

Together undress dusk, fingers white as steam.

Cold kissed our thighs—short cotton skirts, oh so thin—

Warm breath finds cold lips, fogged glass between their world and our dream.

 

Together undress dusk, fingers white as steam.

Our bath—hot, cold breasts-to-back, a drip, within my embrace.

Warm breath finds cold lips, fogged gl...

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Her Blossom Falls

A lone apple blossom clings inside sticky heat.

She blooms too late—her petals ache with desires.

I press my thigh—her fleeting scent, without mine, incomplete.

The mirror knows my hungers, captive by summer briars.

 

She blooms too late—her petals ache with desires.

I spread for her—hot breath, the mirror’s caress, skin wet as dew.

The mirror knows my hungers, captive by summ...

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90's New Frontier (Pantoum Format)

I’ll catch you on the information super highway,

where the history of the future is written.

A world-wide wonder created for today,

they say our future is data driven.

 

If the history of the future is to be written,

this motor of modern society is the place.

Human destiny will be data driven,

in the digital networked cyberspace.

 

The motor of modern society is the ...

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Pantoum for the Birds

You contemplate the birds aloft the cieling's aperture

They adulate your company

Yet you are not a flatterer

If naturally so uppity

 

Your adulated company

It might be worth a shot

You're usually so uppity

Tonight you're all I got

 

May be it's worth a shot

The crows commence to caw

Tonight, they're all I've got

Look there- that one's a daw

 

The crows ...

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Mother's Helper

In case you didn't know,
And so you will remember,
Just think of what you hold,
And here is something simple,

And, so you will remember,
I'm tying this string on your finger.
Here is something simple,
Of why you came to be there.

I'm tying this string on your finger,
And mind your mother,
Of why you came to be there,
Think why we took the bother.

And mind your mother,
When you l...

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you know

what takes over,
mindless words?
whatever comes
of interest?

mindless words
are no surprise,
your interests
are on autopilot

it's no surprise
whatever comes,
you're on autopilot,
it's what takes over

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The Kill

 

A butterfly flaps its wings,

A fluttering of wild intent,

As a wind stirs softly

Lifting up a fragile thing.

 

A fluttering of wild intent,

The mantis strikes swiftly

Lifting up a fragile thing,

Now it becomes dinner.

 

The mantis strikes swiftly

But fails to note the other

Now it becomes dinner

For a hungry forest frog.

 

It fails to note the othe...

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Excavating Aldgate Tube Station (1876)

Excavating Aldgate Tube Station (1876)

Underneath the rat infested streets
dead bodies were piled high, row on row.
Enshrouded in their grimy, night-soiled sheets.
- thrown to the devils down below.

Dead bodies were piled high, row on row.
Plague pits rampant all around Aldgate.
Thrown to the waiting devils down below -
unmarked graves meant no one knew their fate.

Plague pits rampa...

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Jack

Jack

 

Stainless steel glistens in the gaslight

it cuts through gravity and sinew.

Whitechapel is mine tonight

nobody knows what I will do.

 

It cuts through gravity and sinew

when you hold it right.

Nobody knows what I will do

If you put up a fight.

 

When you hold it right

Just one swing and you are through

If you put up a fight

I’ll cut you in two

...

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