Gardener of toys

I plucked my flower,

I plucked her right;

I drank her moisture

And wetted her thigh.

Before I went home

with her sad eyes

she told me not to:

I waved goodbye.

For always there is

one flower more.

One pixie laughing

for good candor.

Farewell then, flower.

And farewell love.

Perhaps tomorrow

You’ll be my doll.

Finished on 11-27-03

Vortex

Twisting deftly

Into my face,

Blue air

Of her.

Finished on 02-02-11

Compulsive truther

I lie

and I cry.

I lie

and I die.

I lie

and I find

that the best place to lie

is by your side.

Finished on 03-26-2006

Broken Words

The tyger wants to run;
the tyger wants to hide;
the tyger wants to jump high
and turn the tide
of all the words
he's broken.

The rabbit won't let go;
the rabbit will give chase;
the rabbit wishes she would fail
and not loose face
when everything
just crumbles.

Finished on 08-06-2003

The white woman

The white woman laughs at me

while I watch;

she thinks I want her to be a maid

but I don’t.

I want to dive into her eyes

and drown;

I want to fuck her brains inside

and then out.

Finished on 08-06-2003