Wednesday, April 29, 2026

I fought Garth. 

If any landed, 

punches thrown.  


She watched and wondered 

matter of men swing at tree limbs. 

Tree grow out of the concrete 

on a path and fence

From the tracks. 


She's French kisser. 

Heads pointed 2:00 and 7:00.  

We go right into it 

with fists limbs to stir. 

Began summer. 

I'm ----.

A pleasant scent evident. The rains come. Dew on the petals. This flower. Spores picked up by the wind. Light jacket in the evenings. Climate of blossoms. Say about me now? Look at the same? See me now. like facing of rapture. Don't bother to come back from you're going and think the door open. I don't go empty handed. Peel away layers The evening  progress these process. The mastermind. thief and ego. Wonder of wonders my quarry. Ready bond. We love on sight Like burn a thousand summers. Just like the books. Storm unrestrained Right to her head. Thunder crash She in the mirror like the books and the beauty pacify. A glass of wine. She foot bare. Back bedroom. By now the weather as the grip on the glass untenable. what take place bring you east. Form with a man in Chicago. A phase. We're good at. They top heavy. Missouri. She'll take it and break it. What you're left with, elements embedded. Trees either side us curved path. Pebble and sand. Met April in May through Natalie. French kissers. Tuesday April. Thursday Natalie. Give me a call when you get back to New Hampshire. You can't work in the little convenience store forever. Get things together and head home. You've got such a pretty face. Pretty ways. Turn your head to the right and hold it. In a small town in Illinois because she's got family here. Wander about aimless in the evenings. Things are strange and there is trouble by the university. You'll tell me about it because we're friends. Leave the first floor door open. You wash clothes. Turn your head to the left and hold it. Give me a call when you get back to New Hampshire.         

Tuesday, April 14, 2026

Viceroy/Classic Dark

Play to the exotic. 

Gallery to mimic.

Flattery with guile. 

Unsubtle off the top. 

Unabashed affection. 

I am phenomenon. 


Her Seraphic roil the salon. 

Inspire girl of now. 

A fond the succubus.

The noir and a flourish. 

The conquerors and the episodic. 

No doubt authentic.*


From the top brazen. 

The years invention. 

Caution in the dynamic. 

Denizen in the night and  

known succor. 

Thirst pronounced.  

Niche on parade. 

Not without pain. 

Personalities the fore. 


Bogeyman and the crave. 

They're bonfire set. 

Living dangerous. 

I'm center the quarter 

and standard hard knocks. 

Flair to do what with. *


Voice from the gloaming. 

"She run from he's front step. 

Outline a man. 

Lightning. Listless. 

Noble Bill affect by time. 

The heavens to right the world. 

Deluge. Wanderer. 

She don't go home. 


Storm warning. 

Bar the door. 

Do a kindness. 

Survival. 

The God's right the world. 

Outline slender man. 

Shotgun at the door. 

He come for the girl. 


She don't encourage rogue. 

Lonely universal. 

Opportunists. Body. 

Nocturne. I am wolf.

A dread constant. 

Climes degrade. 

Come for the girl.

The blast and he 

determined.     


Is pleasant one to another.  

Easy feature and resolve. 

Your mature and your shoulders. 

Born under thunder and its vex.

She is intense quandary. 

She is staid. 

A smile befit her leaning. 

She is quandary. 

Bright light and cast to swaddling. 

Favoring of yours. 

The fond as called by fond. 


Our circle of faithful. 

Private guile. 

Stand on archetype. 

They couple a short walk. 

And we're source climate. 

The lightning twice is cold alone. 

A fortnight. 

Cup a glow. 

Clear you're savvy 

and a vantage befit the eye. 


Never before had he believed 

in the undead. 

But he saw the damndest thing. 

Beside him at the bar another sap 

sitting out the storm. 

Thunder clap every time 

put his drink down. 

A downpour starts. 

A ball game on the television. 

The bar is filling up. 

She is looking for him. 

She come a long way. 

The last they spoke he 

told her never call again. 

Another thunder clap.  

He put his drink down.  

Lightning. He's gone.  


Sun Down

I Sat at the end of the wood square table 

near the half octagon window. 

Jutting out onto the sidewalk. 

She sit across from me. 

Orders for drinks. 

Simple chat while we wait. 

While others are waited on. 

Dressed in sweaters and dresses. 

Suit coats. 

Formal wear. 

Restaurant dress code appropriate 

for a Sunday evening. 

You in a blue dress. 

Blue floral top and short heels. 

Me in a dress shirt long sleeved checkered pattern. 

Khakis. 

The setting light the place up. 

The western sky in full view on you. 

For me witness.




Monday, April 13, 2026

Welcome what may. 

The night is warm. 

Out of body celestial emerge. 

And machination. 

I feel everything.

 

Blessed lure and order of things. 

Pride of prior knowledge. 

Keen on dreams. 

Feather and lace. 

Invite to sup. 


Shifting elements. 

The power vested. 

The decorum. 

Demonstrably enchanting. 

The new fiction. 

A fond and well being. 

The wolf of now. 

The genesis

the to-do. 

Clung for comfort.

At first denial.

 

Saturday, February 14, 2026

Murder Room


White light the room. 

Melancholy. 

Rapt breath. 

Vamp and scoundrel. 

Eyes wide notorious. 

Spatter of wanting. 

Edgewater sophisticate. 

Murder room. 

She feign resistance. 

Every cypher a meaning. 

The hellion and the fury. 

Need and want

Disdain.

Thursday, September 25, 2025

Dreams of devils.

I abide my own. 

Terrible dreams of life. 

She hover on me.

The fright in the flesh.

The darling. The bile.


Corrupted function. 

I’m last man.

Emote in her ritual.

Condition of refrain.

Lonely for us.

The vex and  

controlled fancy.

 


Monday, September 22, 2025

The ways changing.

Events of count.

Blood in the soil.

Experiential fettle.

 

Apt Goddess.

Living art and frill.

Sycophant.

 

Obsess given life.

Shark in the breach.

Twentieth century diametric.

Most complaisant.

Go blithely.



Friday, August 1, 2025

Nights what they are.

One for all.

Blessing without word.

City stricture, Bedlam.

The tall man hair trigger.

Punch up and 

gallows courtyard.

Dysfunction. It apex.

Caprice become you.

I'm Constant gardener.

 

A fortnight rounding to

mutual testament.

Sadist.

A shiver bring her off.

Initiate. Dream girl.

Wednesday, July 23, 2025


Her deprave surface 

as promise of the house.

The walls. The citadel. The tower.

Days and night desperation. 

Box wine.

House rebel and cause.

Sinners and survivors all.

Cruel convention when it rains.

Wolf turn up.

 

Tall man on the brink.

Nights violent enlightening 

and sensuous.

Leisure written in rose gold.

Strange reverence with the wind. Rain.

Worth the fancy on the march. 

She pliant.

Consent Constant gardener.

 

Front and center. Incorrigible. 

Rake your idealism. 

The strange is trait.

and feminine crave.

It turn sick. Gritty.

Unconditional states 

of doting turn dark.

Inner thigh suckle.

Unprecedented recall.

 


Saturday, December 28, 2024

 Constant Gardener


I’m not a nice man.

Notable iteration.

Metropolitan.

Strange between us.

Youthful nuance.

 

A lonely matching

the last man. 

For your part 

trust no one.  

Channeling seductress.

The gray day play.

Nostalgia. 



My idolatry female.

A Bedlamite figure

and fiend

assure there is one.

 

She in the count of concubine.

Mutual twist break your chaste.

Depict feminine thirst.

First taste premeditated.

Back her into place.

 

Hot blood and mine

sardonic on the world.

Route most jagged.

Trust no one.


Nightmare garden.

to which test men.

Wither souls

and the body unto itself.



Friday, November 15, 2024

It is a warm spring.

Moon in the breach.

They give their all.

I am always ugly.

 

Sudden cypher

and we are friends.

From the top unforgettable.

Passion and distraction.

From a look, 

you emerge.


Hint in her wear.

My poetry is calling.

Give the bard audience.

The ghoul it surface

the gray of the day.

Gun in the armoire.

It is the way.

I fought Garth.  If any landed,  punches thrown.   She watched and wondered  matter of men swing at tree limbs.  Tree grow out of the concre...