Come purchase
my wares.
Some blown glass,
heats delicate fingers,
expands;
end product golden
fine tendrils of morning glory chains
soft and blue.
Swirly energy efficients
over here;
black light here,
near a mirror-
the whites of your eyes
prominent, incandescent,
eerie;
The bulbs’ features
gifts.
Various blindness
of them all,
wiring compatible
to the same source-
sadly many unplugged.
The words they run,
the words they fly
through my head;
unhinged images roaring,
cascades overtaking.
Can’t weep over bondage you chose,
crocodile salt looked on with disdain;
a rat in your rage,
caricatured despair-
forgetting your choices put you there.
Sit alone, conscience echoes, muffled pain.
It’s on small scale to the rushing eternity.
Saw you,
tongue to teeh.
you speak to me
soft eyes viewed me.
lips formed the ornate carved handle
graciously
poured molten gold into it’s mold.
ruby lights dazzling,
trapped my eyes.
i just had to watch,
didn’t realize the blade had pierced my back ribs.
pierced my kidneys,
and you gently turned it.
Unicorns that cross the sky
Sapphires behind, they whinny, cry-
Over mountain tops their journey goes,
rainbow tree scents reach their nose.
while veils of fog
swamp gently down
to a distant village, a dale, a town.
A peasant woman working there,
selling coal in peasant fare.
skirts they swish,
her booth so shabby;
being stalked by scrawny tabby.
She calls her wares a day, more days
sells, without food, fervently prays.
The arrow doesn’t
always hit the target
in the inner chamber of the heart;
melodies bounce off
the tin man’s chest;
a coldness enveloping in his
armor.
disue 