Keeper of the Flame

I'm trying to be as transparent
as possible
want to kiss you
but I'll be a good girl
shut my urges to my drawer
along with my mug
yesterday half-full
today half-empty
don't cross your arms
against me
I'm silent
cause you want me to
I'm laughing
cause I'm wanting to
Your life's unfolding
mine's a flying carpet
I roll under my arm
If I'm a burning bush
then you're the kindling
burning under.

I wrap myself in my Mexican blanket
and keep on walking
through the dust
right into the sun
(Bless you
and bless us,
all.)

I haven't posted for a long time and I as well might do...

Shy out of the window

The light I project on your face
Shows your seasonal scars
plenty
You drive your car
Like suicide
Shy out of the window
Shame air-conditioned

You scream yourself out of
Here and now
Out of the river of crime
Meandering through our times

You’re too smart to keep still
Distrustful to peaceful pills
Will I ever hold on to anything
Darling, you’re my last safety pin.

The calligraphy in your eye reads
I’m not afraid to die
And I am plenty
I hang on to your sleeve
Like suicide
Shy out of the window
Shame air-conditioned

I scream myself out of
Here and now
Out of the river of crime
Meandering through our times

I murdered my innocent girl
Here and now
You said
There’s a river of crime
Meandering through our times
The blood is yours
and mine.

Where I Left My Soul

On the bank of Rhine
lies a piece of mine.
Close to Railway bridge
I found out the pitch
where me and sun meet

with beatles
on my feet.

Tell me

I feel special and wild
Serve me as a dessert
At our table
Tell me flattering things like
You’re a channel for beauty
Tell me
Beauty resides within a skeleton
And trickles down my ribs
Tell me
Daddy longlegs won’t bite...

For the Lovers

For deserving this place
open your days
with light in the hand
Seek the stream
of pureness
Follow through
through the orchard
of broken hearts
the water’s there red
but true and kind

In that place
where lovers lie
the lies will die

Maybe you’ve read
lovers make beds
with lips painted red
souls soaked in blue

But this is true
red roses gathered at tombstones
put on the heart
make the heart blossom

Lovers stroll at burial grounds
behind iron gates
kissing their wounds
tangling their fates.

Let them be bleeding.
Let them be blessed.

Bone Left Alone

You awake me
in my darkest light
I change my fluid
to crimson dark
taken by carriage
down the welsh
cliffs

Lone as a fish
bone.

Recipe

He’s a big boy
He’s a small man
What will he become?
Not angry, not angry,
Please.

Meet the woman
On the highway to your heart
Let her be uncanny
Let her be smart.

See her as her
Not as them.
See her as you.
Big girl,
Woman little.