Sky-Suited

Do fiddle together, they say, as if man lust were in want when his smooth, cool music fingers my girly drives are I ugly – not gorgeous? Some waxy, like rust, saying one of thousand not sad, but like rain are sky-suited. (Fridays are Magnetic Poetry day. ┬áPlay online. Image from personal collection.)

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Devilish Young Men

Young men are pursuing me, in my dreams, I am too old and wily not to recognize the evil of this intent wonder if I’m being stalked by a stroke, or worse – I wake up, overheated fling the bedclothes off as if they are the offending infiltrators, dismayed to see how little I have […]

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Damn Right, I’m Mad

Momma never taught me to respect myself, to value my femininity; she said: Boys will be boys, and girls, I heard, are entertainment, but I ain’t no games table – constructed for versatility, adaptable to men’s whims, waiting around for the game to give me life – no hostess for contests of male superiority, not […]

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Midsummer Night’s Trap

I am no Titania, whose mind poisoned by Puck’s subterfuge, finds your asinine nature alluring. You once slaughtered all rational instincts, beheaded my sensibility, paraded my gored heart like a trophy oozing blood Thought to seduce me anew, so confidant in your primal charms, my carnal libido, but no flowery fog deludes me you are […]

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Wayward Daughter

Back and forth I travel searching for her – retrace every bend, curve, detour – back to the water, the sand, the beach where I lost her; haunted by those velvet brown eyes – bedroom eyes, they told her, men with greedy loins, calculating – I lost her to the lure of alcohol, to the […]

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A Sister’s Sin

Patience does not apply in a family lacking ease, nor is loyalty gifted… my sister – a fiery red corvette fuelled by hate would slaughter kin lived for the fight, gleaned energy from sinful behaviours despite hard-work, tasted power in attracting meat – a fleshy cow – processed sweethearts with abandonment, hardly caring, despised public […]

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Carnival Living

Temporarily positioned in a 24-hour carnival, gambling on progress; sleeping with delusion – yet another attempt to secure intimacy missed – wheelchair accessible only if accompanied, a woman out of time, anxiously dreaming of a room lit joyously with the surprise of pairing – instead disoriented, I seek guidance, am re- routed, willingly accept balance, […]

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Imagining Genius

Imagine befriending genius – accepting social awkwardness embracing habitual quirks as incubation for enlightenment. If I could strip down, release preconceived notions, agendas, lie naked, exposed, in shallow waters, intimately entwined, unencumbered by sexuality or gender protocols, I would shake this sensual impotency – become one with creativity. As my father, wounded, I am inhibited […]

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Fleeting Libido

Crazy catches me – semi-conscious/ zoned out – body slams me, hot mouth pressed on mine suppressing objection (as if I’d object) working my juices my mind overboard passion flaming I forget who I am where I am yesterdays tomorrow Modesty intervenes compelling flight – flesh torn from flesh prematurely – this seduction, taunting me […]

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