Sweat and Magic

 

There is sweat and magic in her creases

a fragrant treasure

a fervent secret

there is a flashing

world of neurocracy

there is red

and there is black

there is in fact

a luminous universe

I smile quietly

at this silken craven thought.

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Corn I AM

 

lets shuck these green folds of

corn skin that cover me

my kernel is sweet

I am….

rows and rows of friends

walking stiffly forward

a drama unplanned, randomly perfect,

an organised chaos

I in my gold pants and flourishing breasts

like waterfalls of flesh

sun bleached dunes

parting veils

dripping butter

smiling in a tempest of

spices

feet

personality

This is magical…..

a world

where a kernel of corn

is the meaning of life

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Distraction of Sparks

 

the phantom

in it’s grotto

grins upon a hexed cushion

that stinks and smothers.

Excessive rhythmic noise

pounds gracelessly

on my vestibule doors

leaving fingerprints

green with envy and moss.

Reality flares,

distress signals,

sparking a heated tumbling

and there is one choice

………..to embrace transparency

…..or ……..shut ………my ………………eyes

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Fish On Her Mind

I hear singing

a bird has been released

droplets of freedom spin from her wings

she is ruffled and puffed

a little fisherman

longing to dive

embraced by ripples

with fish on her mind

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