Poem: Valentine

you once were mine
as I was yours
and now all that
remains of us
is this old card
that says “forever”
and your old shirt
infused with our
sweet memories.

Poem: Persist Dance

by daylight
we slow dance
embrace our folly

tumble onto
satin sheets
writhe our story

of moon dark
vain starlight
spawning glory

by daybreak
we stagger
melancholy

back to the
loneliness
of ‘if only…”

and begin
once again
to dance slowly.

Poem: Triplicated

triads of triangles entangled
inevitably devolve into something
unexpectedly anti-geometric
and transparently nonlinear –
at least in a cartesian sense.
I am unthinking and hence I am
regrettably non-existent in a
persona non grata sorta semi
cohesion kinda ignored kinda way.

Poem: Plain Crap

the essential reek that pervades,
the essence of your verbiage,
makes my own bowels roil,
in sympathetic disgusted dismay.

I cannot fathom or even trump
the raw depth of toxic sludge
that freshly tweets and squeaks
from your daily (anti)social ooze.