Monday, May 6, 2013

press
        this
healing

heal       (me)       us

press
        this

with hands--gypsy--smoothing doubt
pressing doubt into blood
till it boils love rock and roll and stone

press us into home

Friday, May 3, 2013

wordtouch

press the tip of this sentence
against your thigh
working it round with commapause

the small of your back--where i place parenthesis's) (
dovekisses and breath

the words lowered from lips to hips ride sideways
like a bad haiku made of too much
tumbles into prose and spits scent buried in electric fur
fuzz
tricked out conjunctions heartlocked into exclamation point

cuz when this poem finds you and that place
made of wave and lightening and petals
peachrose and depth

the tip of this sentence (will Gasp!---)
falling gracelessly across heartcages and spent sheets
paper dolls flat on one another