SIGNS

It's magic he exclaimed, how did you do that? She gave him one of her seductive smiles, his enthusiasm tickled her like no feather ever had. It's science little one, she cooed. Just science.

SOUND OF HAIR

Acoustics I wear
The acoustics
of despair
of repair
of care
The myriad rhythms
the rhyme
about to bear
about to rear
about to bare
Will. Never. Understand.
died on the peak of pride
lived on the bald mountains of perception,
haven't explored the forests of fear
swam the rivers of righteousness
never dived into the depths of decision making
Won't. Understand.
the lair
the tear
the wear
Acoustics I wear
The sounds
of snare
of stairs
of dare
Acoustics
Acoustics I wear

TAIL'S PIN

Oh Lord! she bit her lower lip as a gasp escaped her lips.
"Is this how you greet everyone?" she whispered amidst his soft licks.

She quivered as his tail caressed her thighs,
his paws on her belly,
he looked up.

"Whose the good boy", she cooed
He growled back.

TIME LAPSE

An incredulous smile
captured her lips
as his gaze
turned red.
Fear bled
from her
irises
Sets hexed wide
Foured against her wall
lingering in a flash
an old memory
blood red
stained saps
lost in a time lapse
noise, loud noise
The smile widened
as the walls
crumbled
Dead.
Tragedy
A black comedy
Drama
spotted trauma

LETTERS

Letters to Nobody
Syllables uttered in jest
That belly dancer, the manager at that cultural fest
Your sister, your wife, your coworker
Teachers, principals, commercial strokers
Letters for Nobody
devoid of symbolic crest
That singer, the captions stretched across her chest
Your maid, your aunt, your neighbour
Preachers, muncipals, personal trainers
Letters by Nobody
Orphaned from the emotional vest
That make up artist, the receptionist, the fanatic at her aggressive best
Your friends, disciples, professional Lookers
Letters
Just letters, without thought, without meaning
Conveying one desire, confusing one mind
Scared by it's power, crippled by it's grind
Letters
Just letters, without plot, without steering
Blunt, and bashful
Beautiful and brunt
Letters of Lust
Letters of Lust

BRAKE FREE

Black skies
Invite,
wings raised,
take flight
Black skies
Entice,
to soar, high above,
like a kite
Black skies

The leap is the hardest
hardest from comfort
Conditioned for joyful routine
Immersed knee deep
Knee deep
On even footing

Chained,
by ignorance
Weighed,
by innocence
Parented,
by pertinence

The harder it is,
to break free,
The stronger you miss the support
farther will you be

Soar,
Leap,
Break free
Break free

TEA-INK

She looked at him with doubtful eyes, assessing the threat.

" You add one teaspoon of milk" she explained cautiously, waiting for his gaze to make one wrong move.

"One is to one ratio" she continued feeling her cheeks flush as he smiled innocently and took a long deep whiff of the dark nector on the table.

"I always wondered how you could get the flavour out" he responded. Lips kissing the rim as he consumed the addiction

She paused. Struggling with her own inability to retreat, she giggled to herself. The wooden floor trembled as she made her way back to the counter, in sync with her elevated pulse.