Babe

Thank you

for adoring me,

as if each non-synchronized

heartbeat

was a loss.

for loving me

unbound,

for holding me,

and teaching me

that being held

is no threat

and being safe

is not a dream

that died in childhood.

You are the reason

that when I sleep

I turn towards warmth,

and when I shake

I can believe that steadiness

still exists.

You taught me

what it is

to be cared for. 

Weirdo

Cause I caught my breath

as you

stepped up next to me.

And I wondered,

if you’d thought about it too.

But your elevator tactics

landed the wrong floor

and this terrible metaphor

has landed us both

a little lost.

“Do you think about…”

“… cause I do…”

“I know…”

“This isn’t…”

“…but I want…”

“… gone.”

Background

You are the signal in the noise,

a clairity peak in confusion,

the static of her infinance,

masked in your simple strength.

Ballerina

The finest glycogen chain circles her

- neck- waist –dress-

like ropes of purest pearls

it adorns her.

With each footfall

of her relevé dance

a bead is dropped.

Each bend in her body

lessens the chain,

loosens her chains.

As the sweet thing falls away

its’ memory

is traced in the tracks of her sweat.

She leaves nothing in reserve

and with her final soufflé fall

she is finished. 

Speaking Russian

I’ve thought about the way

you knew Napoleon’s trail to Tilsit.

As if I could pull the amber of your eyes

from the Baltic,

but those saltwater shores

have hold on my double helix,

not yours.

Your origins are

deep winter,

fur hats, and tired physicists.

God, if I could,

I’d know you.

There’s something about the day

you were late for me.

And something about the way

your suits hit just the end of your shoulders,

that’s something.

Your skinny hips

and seemly lips

murmur secrets.

Only, I can’t hear.

Pheromones

She’s the red dress

with no sleeves

and no guesses

left.

The curve of her

lips, hips,

thighs, and eyes

draws his attention,

but there's more

than just details.

In nearing her,

lavender, citrus,

and something stronger

overwhelm him

Just like champagne

tumbling down

a pyramid of crystal glasses,

each cell whispers to the next

to straighten it’s back

and hold its breath.

With each synapse fire

he is

electrified.

With an awkward step forward,

he clears his throat.

River Pains and Judgments

Ezekiel 12:17-28

O rebellious house,

see how her waters climb

and ripen with their passing?

Drink your water with trembling.

For who knows, what things

of humanity’s foolish disruption

she has consumed?

Mortal, eat you bread with quaking,

while colonies of E-coli dance,

prance, and prattle, on

her slowly sinking swell.

The land shall become a desolation.

As Platte flows to flat,

she is the rotting answer,

of fevered prayers for rain.

The days are prolonged,

and every vision comes to nothing,

but the word that I speak

will be fulfilled.