Muerte Intus

Ever the temptress

whose motion deceives

There’s only one cure

for desires strip tease

 

She points and she lingers

distance her charm

Night her undressing

the smoke to disarm

 

She dares you to touch

while pulling away

Stripping emotion

your longing at bay

 

Till finally turning

the stage lights have dimmed

Anticipation

—killing within

 

 

(Dreamsleep: May, 2023)

Hearts On The Run

The power of poetry

to drive away love

A surrogate impostor

indentured above

Whether spoken or written

its message the same

All feelings imprisoned

in words that explain

 

When waxing poetic

the birds and the trees

Laughing not with you

but at you it seems

Intention enamored

from rhyme to blank verse

With hearts on the run

—and heaven to curse

 

(Bryn Mawr Pennsylvania: May, 2023)