Poem: Stark

dark

edged

sharp

edged

flint

edged

rough

edged

deep

cut

deep

red

deep

down

deep

edged

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Haiku: Razor

you hid your face
behind a mask of arrogance.
it bleeds past the edge.


Poem: Rhetorical

poets
poems
sonnets
storms

we play with words
touch your heart
stroke your hair
caress your skin
kiss your lips
slide a finger
down around
over and in
invoke slippery
seeping lust
firing up
your desire
your want
your secret
imagination
of what will
should
must
follow

skin on skin
pulse on pulse
want on want

riding you
into and through
a climactic
cresting closing
punctuation mark
exclamation mark

subsiding
into satiated
tingling memory
of that which
never was.

.
.
.
.
Can you see
I am not real?
I never was
Did you read
down to here?
I never did
I never can
you never will
instead you
kiss the title
and dream
of words
I never said
leaving me in
silence
wondering
did you
really
see
hear
read
the
words
I bled.

>
>
>
>
>
>
>
>

if you dared
if you cared
if you shared
we’d be
more than
either of us
has ever been.
<
<
<
call me
she said
and
never did.

Mockery
end
here.


Poem: Idiot

cold light
mirror bright
first sight
i know
i’m right.


Poem: Careless

in the morning
sunrise
you kissed me
nibbling for
a second taste
of midnight
still simmering
on my tongue
with the heat
of yesterday’s
sunset.


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