I never want to End our transactions – each time I’m riding high and Side saddle to your gracious Repartee and I want you.
Bias: a margin For error that autofills A name suggestion That’s either right or wrong so We press enter and move on.
Oh shiny crypto: You mesmerize – tantalise Me with your high highs And I’m drip fed your low fruit While you’re grasping my fools Gold.
I’m looking for my honesty Not every day just sometimes When I remember That I don’t know what it is Or if it’s where I left it.
This getting older It feels like confidence and Competence and clarity And yet it looks like Mechanical wear and tear – betrayal by the body.
Does (or can) it exist… … if it waves lily white flags And supremicists raging in defeat…(deceit?)… lose their delusional minds?
It’s been a long time Since fluoro lights and retail Tunes marked time between Makeup and music and smoke From cigarettes in nightclubs
My knee aches today But not my heart, that one is Pumping baby, like I am ready to face this day just right after this coffee…
Revolutionary? To say I love me and you It is not a war And there is no either or Just an I love you …and me
It has come to this: I write Post It notes to me And they say things like ‘You are enough’ and stuff like ‘You’ve got this, you have got this’.
A dying cat sprints Over the last finish line Innately hopeful Heart breakingly valliant And blind sided in defeat.
I inherited My father in law’s walking Stick. It has sticky Tape and a sticker with his name I think I will paint it pink.
I can’t read your lips but your masked voice is soothing Busting the seams of My hands longing to touch you In privacy unveiling You laying there, me beaming.