wild child

feathers on display
prancing about
show me your horns
camouflage into the urban terrain
sneak behind the scenes
ready to pounce
on your desired prey
fly fly away
its a jungle out there

assemblage

something bejeweled
something groomed

darkness pours from
your silky drawers

metallic waves
of brass knuckles

cut through the lace
to revel the tapestries of brocade

florals woven in the shag rug
stockings lead us to our redemption

creamsicle

summer melts away
drip drop drip
like my creamsicle
as the humidity mets its chill
they creep together
drop upon drop
aggregate at the stick
and fall
onto my fingers
sticky flesh
milky clementine
brrrrrrrrrrrrr
the icy droplet only freezes a centimeter square of skin
for barely a second
and run down my forearm
none the less
i know there is more cold to come
better bundle up
get your layers ready
tights under that sundress
headbands to protect your ears
you can keep your cloud 9
tangerine dream
but i can hear the thunder coming
grey clouds rolling over
and the winds gusts blow my sun hat off
as i chase after it
down the sandy walk....
i'm getting ready for the leaves to come tumbling after