Mornings sipping tea kettles Meters of smoky poetry and earl gray rainbows December leaves Density Palms Feet tangled In juicy chestnut threads Apple cinnamon candles Trembling light Propped pillows and throbbing sheets Thighs damp with the temperate moans of a not quite lackadaisical Saturday My pulse skips a syllable Your thick fingers pluck vertical [...]
Tag: poetry
Alchemy
You turn me at a corner, My naked eyes enter you, Immensity like nightfall. I want to drown in it. I want to paint the world. I want thirst to rain from my fingertips. I lust for magic, Autumn afternoons, Slow-roasted suppers, Long, hazy love. My love, I crave the beauty of every life On [...]
Captain’s Welcome
Bags tagged Watered and welcomed Routine checked At the gate All overhead bins are now full Ladies and gentlemen, from the flight deck This is your captain Take off is imminent Landing inevitable For the next 8 hours and 20 minutes At flight level 3-7-0 You have permission To roam about the cabin When the [...]
Arrival
Flaps flare Seated Stowed Ears deaf to the drum Of the skyline Stamping Beneath the jet engines’ roar Swollen feet fidget Clamoring for disembarkation Anxious bodies are restless to depressurize Please have your documents ready Another 767 Lurches to the gate (The baby in 2C is finally asleep.) Seatbelts: Off Landing lips: On Additional translation [...]
Read the Room
Up-sell Cross-sell Engage Connect Assess their needs Sell to their needs You have no needs Your needs are their needs Smile Role-play Turn on the charm Deep breath Confident face Ready? Am I speaking? I hear myself Am I smiling enough? Be assertive I’m not flirting, am I? Close the deal. Isn’t that why [...]
Intimate Preface
Gardener who prunes The roses of summer, Who stokes a small empire of petals Bursting under a slippery red sun, Buried tongue, And a flame. Your mouth is a planet, An intimate preface That lulls the sea Into an acrid quiet. You're a murmur. You're a flick. You are a campground tiger [...]
The Way of the Music
Thoughts go the way of the music, Feet sway the way of the crowd. Mouth moves the way of the stillness, Red river stampeding loud. Wet jazz, silt between fingers, Shadows that drift the way of the dunes, I search for your rhythms In atonement for pleasures That vacate the body too soon. [...]
