detune your guitar
and find your compass magnetized
intentions dissipate
in some small inconsequential way
reeling from decisions made
sink into the floor
despite eye lead time
she has penchant for
taking words to heart
as declarations war
awnings adjunct and temporary
no match for unsighted tropic storms
come to darken her door
seasick rapport
she wears a pendant round her neck
holds close citrine dreams
or ruby soho
destinations unknown
on this night
it is getting late
and she has places to go
tempered pictography
warble of little birds
or chorus pedals
worried over forgeries
chirp in triplicate
derelict buildings set aflame
treasures lost and reclaimed
victims recommend their own reprisal and demise
like coins and wishing wells
paper weight make weight
she thought her heart might burst
entrails singing chorus of
i wanna be adored
and forever is a long long time
to hold on to hope like a grudge
and tomorrow seems so far away
especially if it's as fleeting as a teenage crush
tend to bellows of
a fire long standing
not perfect and will let you down,
will burn for you anyways
hum on the radio
seaform at the crown of every wave
kissing wreckage on the rocks
hears screams in stereo hi-fi
silence or siren's call
necklace fingered nervously
which one is worse and which lures you out?
toys with melody but prefers not to speak?
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Poetrya collection of my work, thoughts and feelings from january 2020 through the present which apparently is currently april 2024. poems, drafts of poems, opinions, reflections, and collaborations. Infrequent updates. this is my fifth poetry series. Yo...
