Fairy King and Queen

Lovely thing, chiseled face,
Doth mine ears deceive?
Greek gods have come to party
I do not know of where
you came
And frankly, I don't damn give.
The ante has been made
throw your chips in, get laid
or hide your silhouette
behind a porcelain frame.

Puck has come to dine with us.
His mischief is aroused
Green fairy, absinthe, neon rage.
Techtonik liquer shots
Oberon and Titania fight again
In a strobe lit grove.
Her in shiny sparkle boots
and tom tom moons.
Him in skin and leather
tattooed and motor bikes

They argue over some boy
a toy that both must play
His of dark skin and special needs
that sates only the fairy king and queen.

I stand in perfect stillness

Letting their eyes glaze over me

Holding my breath, count of ten

Amazed at my own ability.

The air so rich and vibrant

But no one else can see

I hunker down for this winter

Which likens to be eternity.

Stalkers Pride

Simper little darling

push your bow all askew

you skin so soft, supple
I want to lean of you

I tend not to say much

Never uttering three words

those who mock me

longingly long for luck

Hair so fine and gold

bouncing up and down

I want you. Hear me?

But not anyway, around

So little one step up

step up far and wide

my tent holds a ton

tasty tangy lovely yum

Step up. And this will

be, the end.

smell of erasers

mirror floors locked up

lost between the walls

i chose not the

blue and white of the

school cadaver

but the silence and

the raucous loneliness

of the theater.

the high school

shaped clock

has ticked the tock

Cut my hands off, , no touch of you

Pull out my eyes, no sight of you

Stuff up my ears with wax,

No sound of you.

But I know of you, would

this vanish?

Dash away little rabbit

Scared of my face?

You pulled it apart.

Your vanity repudiates.

Lips, contact and pressure

your hand drawing circles on

my back

I'll stop. I swear. just

two more sips of

your tethered kiss.