dance steps never taught ( Read more... )

the cusp, precipice
waiting humanly, eyes down
heat gives way to cold.

some days i am nonsense,
the white noise whirling
between the planes of my mind

{my heart is a sacred place
and its love has many hands--
do not fear its touch}.

i am tongue-tied even ( Read more... )

too many words and ( Read more... )

flit through the branches
tiny bird with larger wings
air suddenly warm.

you're like a sweet apple ( Read more... )

you speak words to me like they were children ( Read more... )

we count the impossible on our fingers
1,2,3....1000
bloody tips are writing our names on
a paper
contract and
small letters seem endless like
heartache in the dusk
wishing the night would start
an hour later, an hour later still
deep breaths, here comes the stab,
pierced right through is the scream
of lost dreams.

disappearing
in the crack
sideways walk
a sideways glance
and slapped by the
silence
it is neverending
white noise that blinds
a heart
my ears are ringing and reddened
never deadened ...
shut up for a minute
shut up for a month
shut in with the silence
until my mouth falls off.