The fire of time
Gives all
An incandescent glow
From down
Deep in the soul
Making us
The lambent light
For all insight
Shine
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Sync or Swim
Pix and trk
X marks the spot
Where two smackers met
Hear squawk box pop
Another X
On mag stripe stock
Line them up
Cut it quick
Splice it good
Rewind table spin
Crank for all you're worth
Split reel chatter
Spinning on the shaft
Four gang synchronizer clatter
Time to serve up hot
Dailies on the platter
Rushes always rush for
Client projection screening
Should reels misalign
There'll be lots of screaming
Assistant editor blame fodder
Becomes main subject of malign
It's called puttin' in your time
Bathtub
Cloudy. Lukewarm. Grey.
With a fine sheen of soap scum
Bathtub stained and dank
Families weekly bath water
One tub a week from now on
Collar
Black velvet choker
Embracing elegant neck
Framed with long blonde locks
Is not a proper collar
More of a symbolic one
Conjure
As I lay sleeping
I conjure rewritten past
Makes it seem better
Gulped off the half shell of me
My rationalization
Feast
Our time was short
A feeding frenzy
Tangible tango time
Bountiful banquet
Beautiful mess
Of food and sex
In any order
With out border
A feast for every sense
Scents we could touch
Tastes we could feel
Visions we could smell
We spent each other well
Partaking
so much delight for
the taking, yet so little
partaken today
me
1. Aurora: The sound a lion makes
2. Argument: Something to augment a supposition
3. Blessing: Opposite of messing
4. Smack: A cereal abuser
5. Embarrassment: The hills they put under railroad tracks
6. Prickle: A pickle that made poor life choices
7. Bloat: An inflatable raft
8. Coalition: A compressed energy source
9. Barrel: Run headstrong into a supposition
10. Zeal: What some folks do to their spuds and others don’t
Shadow
It didn't cast a shadow
no matter how deeply dreamt
fuzzy round the edges
light source of diffusion
found serenity in the center
twixt parted pink curtains
clutched within silken walls
slippery from delusion
became my epitaph
after the last plunge
now I don't cast a shadow
Silence
the gift of silence
switching off outrage machine
not keeping score of
politicians and pundits
lighting their farts in public
Ice
As the sun comes up,
Temperatures go down
Fueling the ice water
Coursing through my veins
Even the heat of the moment
Won't warm my cold heart
Heavy curtains over windows
May be able to keep the cold out
But at the same time let no light in
To my little world of give and take
A Scroll Threw Life 