elixir
inspiration
burning in my throat
one ounce golden liquid
single shot savoured
pouring another
cheers
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elixir
inspiration
burning in my throat
one ounce golden liquid
single shot savoured
pouring another
cheers
Morning gurgles coffee brewing
one dark drip by drip by drop
slow agony arising
creaking bedsprings
crackling bones
unbending
I shuffle
towards destiny
barefoot pilgrimage
towards warm lure of coffee
across cold bathroom floor
inexorable
rhythm of ritualistic relief
dribbling my daily salvation.
I am piling shredded
Christmas paper on the curb
when my cell rings.
We are no longer lovers;
and yet you call - as always.
predictable as January snows
whispering of ennui
and Boxing week sales.
Your voice enticing me to come.
'It'll be fun', broken words
garbled promise over
hands-free bluetooth
when your car glides to my curb
silent electric full stop.
Who am I to argue with
faux leather heated seats
and your presumption that I
would acquiesce – as always.
You take me to 'The Bay'
seeking new linens.
Leave me lingering
between terrycloth towels
and flannel sheets.
Make me watch as you
fondle, finger, and caress
Egyptian cotton in floral patterns
summoning memories of fertile fields
wrapped in summer heat.
My arms burdened beneath
fresh virgin bedroom sheets,
you take me to the check-out counter
- 'All Sales Final.'
Then whisk me back to my curb
just as the garbage truck rumbles slowly past
As always.
Primary numbers
sequentially accumulating
beneath fractal snow falls
There are no patterns
in these drifting swirls
piling high around my feet
Inconsequential
I am not a primary number
or elsewise otherwise defined
I am the remains
of an unclaimed archaeology
lost in primordial forests
Here amongst innumerable trees
branches reach toward infinity
waving at the sole hidden sun
Sedentary sedimentary erratics
scattered over eskers and drumlins
deep in isolated thought
Here too remain I reclined
amongst boulders bigger than I.
Out of the wind finding a second breath.
2022
boldly kicked the old year out
2021
new year has arrived
and yet still somehow I think
2021
nothing seems to change
I am convinced this remains
2020 too.