This edition features thirty-one poems covering a wide range of subjects.
Such – beautiful – blue-eyed-sadness
wrapped in a white dress that covers
a body – yearning for touch – for tender,
yet manly touch. Your lips part – and wait,
and wait, and wait – for warm lips to respond
to your longing. A first kiss that will unlock
your becoming – and usher in the death
Your eyes are the eyes of Ophelia,
before she slipped – beneath,
the purity of a cool brook.
I see you – a creature of flesh – and wonder,
how did you escape – those ink-stained-pages
I glimpse a dried contorted lizard,
more shell – emptied by heat and time,
laid out for view – upon my living-room floor,
forenoon light glistens upon whiskey-tinted skin.
I wonder, "How did he come here?"
in my third floor apartment
that looks over a saltwater bay.
I unseat – walk – kneel.
No lizard. No skin.
Floor-lint – twisted by wind through open window
has formed: tail – feet – head,
pantomiming a painful death.
Pretending to be something – that it never was.