THE SUBTLETIES OF MINDS
The words, the lines, what’s
written in-between, the
subtleties of minds, do you
get them, or do you
disagree?
IN THE WINDY NIGHT
In the windy night
dark and howling
you await me with
patience
so still and moist,
dripping like
a blanket left out
on a rainy summers
day, I will not lay
a hand, I will wait
until they come
and sort you out
my dear
leaking roof
Upon you lap
May I
rest my head
upon your lap
just briefly
I promise that
May I
shut my eyes
for a second
or two
recovery time
my mind
upon yours
Chicken Curry
I stood ready
knife in hand
as I grasped
the chicken breast
a sudden flashback
to a time before
when I was slowly
chopping you to bits
It must have been
the memory
your implants
so firm
so soft
arousing
enticing
the lust I now felt
As the knife slowly
cut through your
limbs, your shaking
stopped, silence once
more reigned in the
kitchen of fools
Today I’m cooking
Curry for two with
pudding on the
House
A @thatrandomprompt prompt
SUBMISSION
like the staring
black beads on
a snowman’s
face, two barrels
of a gun are hard
to please.
NO FLOWERS BLOOMING
Father, father
The snow is falling
I’m cold
No flowers blooming
In the dark
You’re warm I hope
Not alone
Purgatory’s bliss
OUR CROSSING PATHS
The killer queen
With frizzy hair
I love her
To bits for
Time eternal
A hellish beast
In high heels
For my eyes
A lavish feast
The river song
Will never die
Backwards going with
Forward past
Our crossing paths
Still pending
19th May 2016. 3:48am
Why oh why
dear vessel of mine
do you require
less and less time
each night
to unwind
Doing my best
to kill you I know
lacking nutrition
fluids are poor
The hours are long
relentless the pace
constantly in overdrive
breaks failing each day
Why oh why
dear vessel of mine
I long for sleep and
dreams of different
times
LAST OF THE WINTER WINE
There is more to you than meet the eye I said staring into the reflection in the mirror. The other me wore a suite, and a tie and had gel in his hair, a weird looking fellow. He didn’t look drunk but still had a happy and content look about him, even though it was the last day of the year. Me on the other hand had been drinking all day, with bottles stashed away in secret locations all around the house I was able to top up throughout the day without having to open the official drinking cupboard which was closely monitored by the elders. My happy self with the cheerful exterior was in no way giving away any signs of what was really going on inside, I so hate New Year.