Lady From Elsewhen

an illicit kiss in jersey fucking city
sent his gyroscope akimbo one night
and she knows something which you cannot
if you believe it merely a trifle

inflection points in biography maps
scurry into dark recess under scrutiny
like shy but menacing cold-eyed eels
biding moments to deliver destiny’s sting

yoni not unlike the tongues of cows
insisting, not inviting, clutching raw, velcro
leaves an imprint beyond all wishing’s pull:
seed revealed once these bodies decompose

_______RS

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Colluding With Tisa

Occasionally something impels me to puzzle through some enigma enclosed within a vignette from my youth, and invariably I turn to writing as the method. But once I start to immerse, I lose some control and it becomes more like managing a kite in a gale than steering a ship into the memory banks.

-ONE-

think I saw her 4 times
very first time, I kissed her mouth
completely unlike me
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