Rub-a-dub tug
Pull me down to the rug
Wiggle and wriggle
Full bodied giggles
Nibble and nip
Give a little slip
Pinch and squeeze
Anything to please
Fill me up
Overrun my cup
And drown with me
In intimacy

1 less future regret
2 fingers on my pulse
3 steps to climb
4 stepped waltz
5 senses buzzing
6 minutes to puddled
My sUm total is 21
Then doubled

You ring me
Like a bell
Reverberating AUM

There is no price to high
To be held within your eyes
There's nothing I won't do
When the commodity is you

I'm a tiny human
On a continent
On a planet
In the solar system
Of a galaxy
Among billions of others
In an ever expanding universe
EVERYTHING is possible

I don't slam well on love
It slams on me
A drumming thrumming arrhythmia
Ba-bump ba-bump ba--- bump-ba-bump
A little loss here is a little gain there
Only, it doesn't work that way
My stopwatch heart hiccups then echoes
Like odd flats and sharps
Seemingly out of place among the expected
A beat that needs to be acquired over several listenings
Like a new food that needs to be tasted up to 12 times
Before you can truly decide if you like it.
It take more than 3 licks and a bite to get to my center
One, two three, you're not for me
Four, five, six, a few more licks
Seven, eight, nine, out to dine
Ten, eleven, twelve, you can delve
And yet... Here it sits in my chest with its arrhythmia
Patiently waiting for that defibrillating current
That shock that will set it right
Or perhaps it's never meant to be that way
Perhaps, perhaps, perhaps
It's perfect in it's imperfection

My heart's a stereo,
and we can dance if you want to,
because the rhythm is gonna get you,
on re-pe-pe-pe-pe-peat.

Pressure builds
like breath being forced in to a balloon
without the few stretchy stretchies
and sideways pulls beforehand.
As if some universal clown
is trying to make balloon animals
with my intestines.

I am not nor will i ever be
A rainbow and roses girl
I am not nor will I ever be
A swallowable pill

An irregular regularity
She's a sweet ****** sincerity
With a polarity of hilarity

My nose has rolled away
With the meatball to romp and play
Down the artichokey
On top of mountains old and smokey

My ears, they flew right off
without another care or thought
They rose in to the sky
A small and fleshy butterfly

My tongue just up and left
Leaving behind a mouth bereft
It ran off with my toes
10 legs it had to quickly go

What's next I do not know
Perhaps my hands are next to go
I'm falling all apart
Body part   -   a la carte

Five foot two and eyes of green
Curses like a sailor sweet and obscene
Highly combustible like gasoline
Splattered and covered freckled supreme

Salt water ink runs through her veins
Curiosity’s always holding the reigns
Stoking the fire, fanning the flames
Transmuting her losses into big gains

I can feel the breath
and life of this space
through the eddies of air
that saunter across my wet skin,
leaving trails of crisp cool footprints
placed with the delicacy
of a whisper

Maligned morsels like
Descending land mines
Potential pain parading
As the body dines

Lock-n-load
Double tap
Wild charge
Close the gap

Breaker of toys
Dasher of dreams
Killer of joys
Puller of seams

The stars congregate in the night sky
Like Deep South soul come Sunday mornings

Storm clouds
The static electricity of the wind
Dragging it's feet across the earth
Whips of light
Crack, snap, and clap
The Concussive wave
My personal tuning bell

It's humid
A kind of humid oppression that slows me down to a drawl
It surrounds and presses in like a pressure cooker
Electric currents amplified
Energy keenly felt in every molecule of moisture
Hanging in the air around me as it seeps in to my pores
A slow burn
Filling me like a Molotov cocktail
I wiggle and squirm as my body begins to pulse
Buzzing and humming in it's tipsy state
Slippery but not numb
Abra-come-grab-ya
Straddling urges
The word '****' my paternoster
As I kneel at the alter of your lap
How much that hard K sound reminds me of the sound of your hand
Finding my mark

I'm on my hands and knees again
Scrubbing the floors once more
Toilets, tubs, and living room rugs
Then on to fans and doors

If I see you leave behind
A wrapper, dish, or food
I'll blow my top and you will find
A drastic shift in mood

So how about you show respect
And help me to maintain
Rather than lazy neglect
Or I'll have to change my name

T  raveling
I   n
M easured
E  clipses

If thinking makes your ******* smaller
That would explain a lot about me

In the trenches of war, in the dark of the night
Three soldiers grab cigs and a match to ignite
The first one inhales and passes the flame
The second one does exactly the same
The third one however is already dead
Having been sniped straight through the head

Light one if you please and two if you must
But never a third or ashes to dust

Words are like matches
Some strike and light
And some do not.
We... are simply the kindling
To our imaginations flame

D eparting
E arth
A nd
T raversing
H eavens

R ighteous
A nger
G rowing
E xponentially

******* chugs through my mind
Like a steam train pregnant with coal
Please let there be a bend
A turn, a curve up ahead
*******.... *******.... *******....
One track, one goal
Fuming out, straddling the sky
A giant smoky black serpent
Burying my reality in soot
FuckYouFuckYouFuckYouFuckYou
Piston pumping momentum
Doubling with every breath
Until the train is a bullet
Breaking the sound barrier
Aimed at my chest for maximum impact
Hitting the anatomical muscle
I call the heart....
Perhaps now I can rest

Keeps
Everything
Yours

Of all the things I've snorted
Which truthfully aint' many
The one that left me thwarted
Red pepper flakes a plenty

As they passed beneath my nose
Just as I inhaled
To my sinuses they arose
Which they promptly nailed

At first it seemed not so bad
The calm before the storm
Seized just like Leningrad
For communist reform

Just like that, a simple whiff
My nose a raging fire
Running water I did sniff
This situations dire

To the freezer I am going
To end this burning grief
For neither ******* or blowing
Brings any kind relief

Time to try a frozen ****
And see if I can numb
So I grab two ice cubes
And follow this rule of thumb

Hold them under water running
Until sizes that will stow
Pat yourself for your cunning
Then shove them up your nose

I get lost in your words as I read them
Each a fingertip of red phosphorus
Dragging across my potassium chlorate and sulfur skin
Their heat and friction releasing smoky tendrils
Hanging in air like my breath, ever so faint
They spark and traverse the distance between us
Faster than a hint of a thought, igniting my form
Together we light the bonfire of desire
That will consume us down to embers

Fall up
Sink down
Hello love
Goodbye frown

I don’t think you understand
How much I want you right now
My body is all trembly
And flush with heat and
I feel like any moment now
I’m going to involuntary erupt
Everywhere
Just from a simple hello

Kiss me
Push me up against whatever
and make my heavens spin
with the touch of your lips on mine

If I had a photographic memory
I would speak the images as
Polaroid poems
Developed in my saliva
And dispensed from between my lips
Slowly like a taunting tongue

The moon and I are quite the same
Disco-balling is our game
Reflecting light back to you
Is something we can’t help but do

Look directly at them
For move they never will
Until your gaze is averted
Silently they ****
Blink and you will miss them
Encroaching ever near
Though they appear there weeping
Don’t believe their tears

Every time I blush
Turn red and gush
How the blood does rush
To show my royal flush

Blushing comes so naturally
It’s really quite a tragedy
Every time you look at me
I’m R E D

If words were hands
I’d never know
What your touch would feel like

The world of your words
sit on the tip
of my bookmark tongue.
Place me between your pages
and you shall never again
lose your place

I'm just a little doodle
Sitting on a page
I'm just a little doodle
In these lines, caged
-------------------------
I colored the doodle
In ink they can see
And the moment I did...
Forever will it be
No longer the wave before
Or the swirly clouds
The only thing it can be
Is what it is right now

Look at you sitting there
Wicked smile, not one care
A luring vessel from afar
Azimuth circle , my north star
Beckoning me with lines sloped
I climb aboard, retrieve the rope
Fingers graze your hardwood
Under which feels so good
Beneath the wide and open sky
Together daring, watch us fly
Your bow to stern I do endorse
Now let's be off and set a course
Flying, gliding, we find our groove
And oh how effortlessly you prove
From dawn to dusk and dusk to dawn
You're meant for me to ride upon

The pluck from your fingers
Creates this vibrational hum
That ripples my length
And you expertly use
To tune me to just the right pitch
Jack be nimble, jack be quick
Jack, I buzz at your fingertips
One hand about my neck
The other strumming me
From my verse to my chorus
To my bridge arching through
My melody of “Once upon a time...”
In repetition
Until that singular moment
That suspends the echoing stillness
Of a firework paused just before
Total surrender of bursting out
Only to catch time once again
Washed in the awe of “**** yeah...”

So many you’s
So many me’s
Dancing the Dance
of Destinies

The slip-n-slide surrender kind
The grunting growling primal kind
The down and ***** earthy kind
The c’mon light my fire kind

She taught the wind to fly
She is hello and goodbye
Prismatic reflections
The verb in a sentence
Written across the sky

I need that
tiptoe spring loaded
jump up into your arms
wrap my legs around your waist
bury my face in your neck
as I collapse in to the safety of us embrace

Lay me over bended knee
Lift my skirt and you shall see
A blank canvas for your hand
Awaiting your firm command

Your words wrap about my neck
A Silver charmed tourniquet of
Compressing asphyxiation
A twisted wringing roulette

Freckles
The visual clue
To my imbalance

Preserve
Scrap book body parts
Keep your jams
I’ll keep my hands
Floating in the shelves