I have mountains where I want valleys, and valleys where I want mountains.
I want smooth running rivers, not wild raging rapids.
Here sits an ugly gorge, longing for
A graceful beauty of a landscape.

Haiku

In Disney movies
Nobody bleeds when they’re hurt
Except in Mulan

So long have I been isolated and afraid to feel all the love and security in all the places that weren't safe to show you. Now, I am on top of the Swiss Alps and the sensation is incredible. You've swept me away to a sacred place where waves roll and rise and never fall. Secrets we share run deep to the center of the earth and boil until there is only us.

Haiku

Infinitely stretched
Between heartbeats we are left
Suspended always

Secrets Do Make Friends

As pages of pain
Pass between us
I see boulders weighing
Heavily on your shoulders
Arms shaking in agony
About to rupture
For fear of reaching out
To rescue your dignity
From layers of borrowed shame

Touch

Friends
With magic of more
Undefined
Transfixed
Intermittent warm charge
Taps like a Morse code message
Makes contact
Skimming surface
Like a ladybug landing
On a silent lake
Surge of heat
Pools and throbs
Runs deep
To the center
Metamorphosis

Dreams

dreams
broken and scattered
seeds of an unwanted plant
landing in cracks of sidewalks
trampled through winter
waiting until spring
to shoot up
into what wouldn’t have been
if you'd kept them

Dregs

Glass half empty.
And half full of all the guck
That sunk to the bottom of the glass
After I had finished the
First delicious half.
Now I am left to lick it clean.
Every last drop of the nasty bits
I was avoiding
Drifted to the bottom of my cup
Without a care, thinking it was over.

So Charmingly Heathen

So charmingly heathen
A kiss of deception
Lingers on your eyes
I think you do not see me
But you do and you know
And you are happy with me
And you love me
You are a fountain of youth
Oh, the difference
One year makes

Guest Writer: J.M.Leighton

A lark and a loon
flew up to the moon
to ask to borrow his light

The moon said no
but bent down low
to kiss them each a good-night!

She melted into him on the calm black water
With her lovely outstretched arms
Pierced with light
Voice reaching out
To the heart of his ears
Mad with love of mad seas
Murmuring her ballad of a green and bronze dream
On the water
Melting away
While pulling faces
Out of the evening shadows
Faces to dream with
For a thousand years
Bathing the bare being of his goddess
She melted into him on the calm black water
Under the light that wept on her shoulders
Her pale vertebrae
Unfathomable space
I no longer felt myself
When the black and blue awakenings
Stopped
I hung there
The evening shadows pulling faces
Out of the waves
Dusted with fine gold
The sea has broken to russet
And has murmured its ballad
To the delighted earth
She melted into him on the calm black water
Under the light of the time she rouses
He trembles at the tone of her demands
As I was floating down
Distances from that time
Of being devoured by the green azures and yellow and blue awakenings
As delirious as the skies are
I hung there
As I melted

A little wild ray of light that runs blue on white Ophelia floating
In hideous love-making does she sink
The ruffled water-lillies
As she stares vacantly into
A hell-red sky

A little pink railway carriage full of dreams
Snuggled into her cloak of ignorance
Along with the flowers that you picked

Curves of her back and great conquering eyes
Stop life short
Sending echoes through this horror space

The black gallows moan
As do all these words
His little black puppets play in the blue silence
And drink the blood of the green trees and organ-pipes

I cared for nothing at all

I have seen maelstroms eternal
Lichens of sunlight
Realized in antique dramas
Performed under archipelagoes of stars
Devoured by vermin

We are hot within the spirits
You leave your divine impressions
In the faces of the flowers
That insanity withers and twists
Into a sickly yellow dream
We find ourselves in
Our evening has died
Totally sensuous beneath the mendacity
You dig our graves over and over again
Intense
Greying and silent
Fading slowly
An empty address book
In whose eyes
The face in your mirror
leaves it home
to find road-signs

Splintering Gems of Freedom

I am green before the rain
He holds electric visions just below the sky
I reach
But the bastard was too good
Strangely bright behind the hot wall
Of your rage
You destroy those sickly visions in the shadows
Before your mother finds out.
Be wary.
Poisonous above the sea,
I create raw splintering gems of freedom
From my very own flesh
That will come
Clouded and hungry
Over the horizon
An unreliable map
Out of whose dream
My darling
Made his way
Not knowing why

Cuddle for carnal warmth
Entwine your legs in mine
Your roots weaving
In and out
Of my soft earth
Growing together
Of the fleeting fantasy of a misfit girl
In a cookie cutter limelight
Where everyone sees the same works
But hears nothing truthful
Over the clamor of the creation
Of the shaped forced reality
A sickening falsehood
A jaded perception
Makes an impression
On her skin
Hardened from blows

You see through sparkling slut dust
Artificial radiance
Resting on their peachy skin
Moist from action
Even still
Your will bends with my smile
As I beckon you with my eyes
Warm you with my cheeks
Love you with my lips
As I stand there
Open-eyed
Trying to recall
How it all began

Freeze Dried Use of a Half Eaten Yesterday

Freeze dried use of a half eaten yesterday
Loiters between my thighs
As I dream back to a
Dandelion nowhere.

Silent Screams

And they crawl through my mind
and they burrow and they speak softly
with those evil words,
poisoning me with my own blood,
I can't tell them,
those evil words are spinning and spinning
and I can't remember where I come from,
but I remember where I've been,
no regrets,
but drowning inside
and waiting for another day to let the screaming end.
Take me to the stage
and let me sing
and let the wind blow through me
and let the tears dry on my skin.
let them dissolve into joy.
and I dance
through the dirt while I talk to strangers,
but I'm their strangers,
strange girl with panic in her eyes
and a swing in her step about to
fall, to fall with no one there to catch
and I try and tell them but
those evil words come and convince me yet again,
so I cry and I fight them, those demons
living in my homes, houses,
for there are no hearts there,
those demons living in my houses that
laugh at this girl's pain,
they think that they know fighting is what I live for,
this warrior.
And that my joy is in their tears, their pain, this bitch.
And I scream
but no sound comes and I cry
but they do not see the little poison
diamond streams,
I'm locked alone,
mute and dry and then the blood comes
and they listen,
and they can hear me.
I smash the insanity crawling in my mind.
I let the screams run
and run and run until
They've told all that I
Was thinking of sharing.

Cone of Desire

Off-white cloud swirled above the cone like a flame
Operating like an albatross in the situation as it fell to dull motives
Raw animalistic impulses of the id
As it circled the tip round and round
Trying to tame the desire
That the cone summoned from deep within its belly
The amorous eyes of the cloud rolled back just at the sight of its beloved cone
While chains from the man-traps muttered noisily
Never lead a captain
But no one ever listened
It listened not to its own trifles
How easily did the dream come apart.

Bass Line

Jazz feels lonely.
Ongoing pulse of the upright bass
Tugs at heartstrings,
Plucking away,
Extracting all the remaining pieces
Of ambiguous emotion
That might have had a chance
To be coaxed
Into a moment
Of momentary happiness.
I am too far gone.
All that’s left now is
A bass line
Throbbing and moaning
Through the body,
Keeping me breathing.
Maybe tomorrow.
Maybe tomorrow
I will have a pulse.
A bass line
Of my own.