Lexical Displacement

Do you remember a time
When we drew breath
Like swords with dull edges,
And pallid reflections?
The many faces of God, as we turn to stone
Whispered obscenity along
Weathered cracks?
Do you remember
The cozen winds,
Snapping trenchant icicles,
As we kissed among the bluster?
The bloom,
The constant threat of rain
That might drench and drown?
Do you remember the dancing
In circles,
Parting of palms, executing frenzy
With impalpable serenity,
Dressing for sanity,
Pulled vastly from the tracks?
Do you remember?

What Is Encoded

Prowess or virility?
To thousands upon thousands of years
Recorded history,
To the earliest stumblings of humankind's most
Awkward fumblings,
Are next placed, shinier, more radiant objects
A soft palm, and fruits that by their conception
Are untasted to those within frustration
Fail in definition
A shapeshifting election - unfair game,
Not a sport of equals, but species apart
In truth, the utterly unsame -
The 'other kind'
From domestic safety, torn, all unchallenged
Knights, who have failed, until now, in gallantry
To lance and spear the cumbersome,
Malleable in construction - from warm bread
And nucleaic notions of nubility or bloodline,
Unfathomable reaches into the depth of what,
Or who,
Is encoded

Live from New York...

The smiles formed in lines, with a quiet
Smirking sort of joy
I see you back then, flame-hearted
Fiery laughter
Pouring at my nails,
Ebony tufts, breaths
Like silent reigns
Running to Satan with your shoes in the mud
Petticoats drowned in lace
Harpsichord born, and aching with blood
Tearing aside the bows, dental pleasures
Growing like marshmallows
In hands that slide into petals
Almost-sunshine in our bedspread fort
Almost marbles with heart-strings taut
My fumbling storyteller,
Tell me again?
A smile;
Formed in lines of quiet joy