Linger

Linger the dream of a first kiss,
dreaming the touch of your raw lips,
touching the light of ripe bliss,
lighting the cell your will keeps.

Behold the submission love inflicts,
submitting to lies reason forbids,
belying the hunger for untimely peace,
hungering death at your finger tips.

Harrowed Life

Quivering thunder of your ending heart,
an echo of love soon to be hollow.
We, once hearth, like embers pulled, die apart.

Like moonrise anew, your growing pallor,
confessing whisper ends futile revolt.
Strength, droughting river and life now harrow.

act one: because i know, i see

images, neutral at worst, my mind transform: bucolic setting, small family-owned farm, shiny white Holsteins, spotted childlike in tempera-black, ruminating graciously in the pasture, turn industrial feedlot, abattoir close enough for other soylent Herefords to hear the wails of the slaughter. brooks springing in their prairie, becomes retention pond, biological toxic waste stew, seasoned with antibiotics, simmering in the sun.

quicksilver

A quicksilver wall challenges her gaze,
lifeless, impassive, withholding judgment.
Inside grows life, outside burns blaze.
Hate smiles untoward, taunting resentment.

Green arms of life, charred black without trace,
maddening destruction, nurturing bereavement.
Quicksilver blind to inner good faith,
doesn't understand she can love mistreatment.