Tuesday, August 28, 2012

The End Of It

one, words, swollen, warp, bridged, sexual, sweet, wine, dissected, mistaken, thin, minutes.

one of us should speak but,
having swallowed the other's words
we sit, tongues swollen, glaring.
the weft and warp of us tangled

uncharted, these waters. too wild to be bridged

we'd lost what was sexual,
the sweet has gone right off.
the last of the wine is drunk
and dissected to sour grapes and water

we were clearly mistaken

excuses, apologies and love all worn thin

now just counting the minutes to departure

Wednesday, March 30, 2011

After All


Bonjour, mes amis.

Still here.
Kicked while I was down, (multiple times),
but still here.

i have meandered the full spectrum of grief:
i have been wild and angry,
and have begged on my knees.

i have cried out,
stamped my foot,
shaken my fist at the Heavens.
i have rationalized,
and turned myself inside out.

but i am still here.

Wednesday, December 29, 2010

Love Song

cacophony, zombie, sidestep, formed, migraine, French, too, nominal, dialect, swallowed, habitual, bonfire

whisper lovingly to me over the cacophony,
the primordial zombie soup of noise and colour.

we can sidestep the elephant
we've formed from our feces
but it still grows like a migraine...
there's only French in my head
mixed too with bits of glitter,
a nominal portion of oil paint and linseed
and i speak a dialect only you know.

we have swallowed each other
it's habitual, the nature of us,
to watch it all go up in the smoke of a bonfire
we started.

Wednesday, December 22, 2010


It took a little out of her, that eclipse. She just wasn't really whole after it was over. Maybe the effort to produce that luminous orange glow would continue to eat away at her year after year, until one day she was just a part of the velvet expanse of the night.
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Friday, December 10, 2010

Added To My Verbal Bag Of Tricks

os·cu·late[os-kyuh-leyt] verb, -lat·ed, -lat·ing.
–verb (used without object)
to come into close contact or union.
Geometry (of a curve) to touch another curve or anotherpart of the same curve so as to have the same tangent andcurvature at the point of contact.
–verb (used with object)
to bring into close contact or union.
Geometry (of a curve) to touch (another curve or anotherpart of the same curve) in osculation.
to kiss.
1650–60;  < L ōsculātus  (ptp. of ōsculārī  to kiss), equiv. to ōsculum kiss, lit., little mouth ( see osculum) + -ātus -ate1

Tuesday, November 30, 2010

Haikus For Otis

rhythm, fits, storm, breath, sea, touch, fog, rocks, swallowing, night, tide, searches

the rhythm we make
in fits and starts, heroic
is my perfect storm

time my breath with yours.
drown myself in your green sea,
reach out and save me.

fog rolls slowly in
still we sit, two craggy rocks
swallowing the dark.

the Moon, wrapped in night
finds her image in the tide
she searches her face

Letter To An Unknown Gift-Giver

Dear Mr. Samlidis,
       I am writing concerning a very lovely pair of Anthropologie earrings. They were sent to me, as it would appear, by you. However, I have never been to New York; neither have I - based upon your Facebook photo - ever met you. Understandably, I find the motives behind the earrings dubious.
      If it was a mistake that they came to me, (as I presume), please let me know and I will return them forthwith. If, however, these earrings are connected in some way to an attack upon my identity, I must ask you to please desist. I assure you I haven't an identity worth stealing...