A bracelet I thought.
Other wrist cuffed. The closer.
Now I watch paint dry.
Bracelet
Tag: writer
BUMPY
it’s always bumpy
when I’m riding the triptych
on my altared soul
SELF
Spray largess around
Flourishing on every self
Still no trickle down
ILLUSORY
Calculations
Everyday was a math problem. Calculating the shortest route to accomplish what I needed to get done in the fewest steps possible.
WAVE
GASP
young lovers embrace
entwine supine recline
in one place
murmured direction
angle correction
sweet misdirection
lust indiscretion
breathy implosion
suggestive rasp
raucous explosion
good to the last gasp
A Scroll Threw Life 