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But could you ever?
have you ever
in the immortal sage
of your scullion kingdom
of the three-horned beasts
of the good, the bad and
and the scuttling middlescores
from your sapphire throne
been able once, to whirl
the stiff, sturdy-backed Hercules
and seen from his eye
the toil of Tantalus
that rattles forth?
or in the cleft of Sisyphus’ palm
tried to scour his mistake
to see from underneath
the [...]

Disclaimer: This poem doesn’t make sense, but I need comments.
this is the year of twenteen one candles
who told you to leave?
not I, my friend
when three sully years
I measured your smile
from my heart’s bank
or wore it, at days, for you
but you stole at it
like a dank sock
wore at it
year after year after year
we scamper [...]

one silver queen
at our river side
where the horizon danced once
fell twice
all it took, to see your face again
this time broken
upon the sediment
one silver queen
was all it took
one silver queen
and your eye fluttered
with your look away
I grew so old
and I lost
and you lurched
every time I stumbled
in her path
I am sorry
silver queen
I do not belong here
I do, [...]

took you by the road side
red-beat, took me
straight off my feet
that one steely night
when your stuttering embrace
went broken-skinned
I felt you kiss me
sweet, sweet man
you
you stole from me
in a nit-bit took my hand
and into it whispered, forever
you said get, set, go
and my stubble heart took
saccharine swings
no longer had I to wait
all on my own
but your head [...]

one supple fear
rowdy on my skin
but I am tired
and I need you here
not for several fire-orbs
flung upon the wink of morn
but for a lifetime
at my side
whoever said that love was blind
has stabbed a lyric in my ear
and all I can hear now
across the mulberry static at night
is your deep, scratchy voice
sinuous warnings
of you will hurt [...]

if I could size you up
piece you into dip and stake
I will cudgel your double-fisted heart into pieces
in these barricades of wasted space
where I measured the wait in disc-moons
like a greedy hag for the cold rotundity
of her copper coin
where you once lay over me
gun-click, boot-strap, no love, this is no home
and looked at me cold [...]

Roo is sitting on her grandfather’s wooden chair, swinging her legs, her black buckled shoes tapping its legs, a low mumble escaping her lips as she reads from a book, open flat on her lap. A wind rushes in from the kitchen window over the sink. The purple ribbon in Roo’s hair flitters from the [...]

you,
bring me back home
first night, first light
the twilight of an early winter
descends between us
calm and collected
you
bring all the burden
of an unloved woman
stifled in a breath
the onrush that you hold
long, in your gaze
and when you
leather-strapped the stars
and whipped them into my lap
time and time again, it grew dark
and my foot slipped
six feet under
for time and time [...]

that the faces hung, they say
in the alley where we became friends
you asked for something beautiful
with a pebble in my heart, I hit the streetlamps
till in my face, you saw it dark

beside the wafted path where bow-legged soldiers danced
to an anthem, pale and distraught
it was in the country where you called my name, that we [...]