Your Silence Moves Me

Your silence moves me.

Ghostly manners

Behind.

Sheets of white

Outline of bodies tied,

Together

Invisible rope forms

Nooses

Haning us out to

Dry

Misfit

Your words say
That you don’t want to love me.

But your actions betray,
And I feel misplaced today.
I know that you don’t see

Perfect Improbability

I may have met you somewhere before

&

It is quite probable =

This equation will not equate to anything more.

Absent

Each morning stuffed & crammed in tin cars like robotic sardines,
Stepping on controls,
& turning wheels,

Steering the course of our lives,like salmon swimming upstream,
Rushing, hustling through details of time.

Early Bird Special

A wrinkled, hunched over woman walks into the diner painfully, slowly………
She takes a moment to smell the heavy grease in the air,
An oily, humid stench that coats the ceiling in a yellow frosting.
The fuchsia neon signs flicker in the diner window like a strobe flashing images
Of her youth and a blurred reflection of what she has become.

The Hotel

“Hotel rooms inhabit a separate moral universe,”

-Tom Stoppard from his play “Night and Day”

In the early hours of the rainy morning,
I gaze out a picture window ruled with an iron gate,
Attired with large glass panes and gold satin sashes
That frame the window like a theatrical stage.

Soft Serve

My emotions are piling up on top of each other
Coiling like a snake into a flaky, pallid cone,
Embossed with crossed ridges that cut my tongue
With sharp slivers of wafer.

Reflections of Us

We wade in the same pool.
Struggling, treading life’s water to keep afloat,
Consumed by the hopeless abyss, we band as pairs of beaded tears,
Rolling down my cheeks.

The Desert

The desert is no place for a woman.

Vacant and dry, like between her grandmother’s varicose legs,
I wandered for years until I saw the sweltering oasis of my own mind.
Like a magician, I pull the rabbit from my black top hat and I laugh…..

The Cross I Bear

Make me a martyr.
Mar me, scar me with your lips cracked from your experience
I would have rather not known.