Old Curt
They only know me as Curt and I keep to myself. I never wanted to end up living with bullfrogs and mosquitoes as neighbors, but the law cannot touch me […]
Tag Archives: poetry
Morning coffee
Be I,the broken cupyou stain in scarlet sipping coffee;lipsticked leisurely. Be I,the fumes that twistits hungry fingers through your moaning bangscaffeinated eagerly. Be I,caress of sugarmelting on your tongueinvitedinside willingly Be I,be […]
Caveman
This is not a cookiebut a sesame dreamwho opens to Scheherazade’scaves within caveswhere ends are beginningsand dreams are sweeter than rain,and you reach for the jargrab a cookie again,devouring delusions […]
Subdued
Darling, my dearestharken my babbling,my dabbling at wooingI wish it would doand maybe to hasten your heartbeat from largo to presto;I might blabber a bit,but my lack of coherenceis simply […]
Reeds
Days have followed days during the pandemic but during the holidays we at least never signed into work. Instead we cleared some space in our cluttered home. Space that we […]
