Indefinite

Future becomes present; present becomes past... But what happens to the past? Through repetition, it becomes the future.

Incongruous

Leap, womp, Terry-Allen tree,

Loop-lop, flip-flop, tweedlee-dee!

Why can't I have some cherry pie?

Pull me a slice and a glass of rye!

Please please please don't kick me down

If I fall I'll look a-clown!

Tap-tap-tap, my heels are clickin'

Listen to the clock tick-tick-tickin'!

Crinch cranch crunch I'm eating a treat

It's not cheese and it's not meat

It's green I say, oh what could it be?

I feel real good, I feel like me.

I wish I had this treat every day!

I'd do anything, I would pay!

"So why don't you do it?" I asked dog

"So I will." and that was crog.

Suede Lips

gravity--the most compelling force

round-about my head swirls a horse

orange-red colored suede

trickles down my neck, unpaid

with guns in his pockets

and silver-gold lockets

he takes me out over the sea

and makes me a nice glass of tea

but it was drugged

kisses led from hugged

shoulders, tied down to the rails

with sugar ants marching the trails

my mesas and rivers all winding

sooner or later finding

that i will not exist

in the future, i persist

i'll be gone

under a lawn

ashes to ashes. dust to dust.

i must go, yes, i must

but not right now, i do have time

to take a time and call it mine

my time is now, it's now or never

it's forever

Amaranthine

My skin is tight and clenching, sending shivers across the plains of my body. Mother Earth massages my scalp as I pluck the strings of the Universe and sing harmoniously along with its celestial melody. The pain is released from my soul, and the empty spaces are filled with love and power, like wine taking its form in an amphora.

Upended in Disarray

Grass up above, the night below

The swirl of a swift, crashing undertow

The choke of a sweet, sick, salty death

Comes rushing out upon my breath

I begin to topple, my vision blurs

I fall off my head and land on hers

Said I was sorry and stood up straight

But all I did was a figure eight