Poems through Pose

Kongming King

My heart glows
behind paper thin walls,

this castle
nothing but a Chinese lantern.

Behind the surface,
I make you shadow puppets,

waiting to be released far up
and into the sky.
Do you hear me calling,
Kongming King?

Thirst

Filled with effervescence, I asked you

to swell me with nacreous perception.

An ache for combined iridescence, I writhed 

My body on the over-dyed Persian rug,

like a pathetic tabby in heat,

Begging for you to take me.

Dripping.

Weaving.

Collision.

I longed for eternity.

But, your spell?

Transient.

I should've known,

No more than layman's lust.

And

I am left

perpetually hungry.

Field Mouse

We were raised 

to look out for spontaneous combustion; 

stacking hay in the August heat, 

the heaviest bales were set aside 

and busted open. 

This lesson applied 

each time a boy asked me to dance.

                                                                                                                

Lost Lover's Laments

I asked you to drape me in gladiolus, 

Red as the day we met,

But from what you dreamed, 

You feared to devour.

Latency

Underneath - I am covetous,

craving to rewrite memories that are not my own.

A demanding predator,

I know some things aren't meant for me.