For a kiss...a haiku

Transcribe your instincts
Calligrapher of daring
Blades beneath the tongue

Eighteen Years

It's always been like this
Like four a.m. confessions
Spoken behind bar counters
His patience
My urgency
Meeting in the middle
At the tip of a blade
Breaking through best stockings
Bottle caps falling
Forgotten for the price
Of teeth against lips
It's never felt heavy
We are uncomplicated
It's always been like this

Back2Back

Rope ends meet the floor
Serenity rests upon
Grateful limbs like rain

Winter's littered leaves
Taste like silk unicorn wine
Echidnas run and play

Crispy octopus
Run sour circular dreams
Nostrils wavering

Strappado my soul
Tangle my hair 'til it meets
The sticking point

Breathless containment
And lively cupcake panties 
Point your fucking toes

Webs woven from words
L'ecriture synaesthetique
Sweet secure pressure

Damn spotlights footlights
Fishnet tights cling onto curves
Walk these boards again

Ever the chanteuse
I dare you double trouble
Bruise me with your brands

Bend me back to black
Bind me to predicament
Breathe me a new name

CBD SUAW #2

urban dictionaries flick-tionaries fiction-airies faires co-op living is polished concrete floors & beams beams beams tea too tea & company & coordinated dreaming teaming teeming with peaces/pieces cheating this constraint thru candour candles of clamouring colour check in with the measured metronomic tapping keys disrupting time disrupting flesh facts felt deeply left outside with the doormats & the bird sounds bird calls third calls quiet but busy industrious chasing words ink chased with tea-dreams beneath the pith lies perfect virgin never-used never-abused flesh embryonic capsules of nectar/juice/fluid capable of changing time into sudden gentle warm & slow-moving sunlight subsumed by a kitchen kept serene amongst city schizophrenia help me out of this ordered way help me un-trap something sing-screaming on the liminal level left long ago stagnant but never sterile seeing something new now new now new nowness never off-limits simply shadowed by pre-programming pre-natal peri-nauseous peril peril peril peaceful/active passive/cancer cancel the aggressive embrace the softly spoken sibyl sent up from sense memories left behind by grandmother/crone to be found here in the third life the life that has always already been waiting for this becoming almost-born her iced for a century un-born by fireside conversation the storyteller braiding together to make new/old tapestries tastes like licorice lime light link leave the lovelorn looking out there & focus on fortunate spreads of cards now never was a wallflower take a chance on free free free from me of that before-the-her time from the she of the liquid lands i land succinctly softly on hourglass sands held by grandmothers gypsy woman ran away & made it up as she danced along long long long time ago still treads ahead of next to & behind me sometimes pulling sometimes pushing but always holding me palm to palm lines crossed with stories sent down thru generations germinations they are a coven inked within the borders of me i am the keeper of the fey-ways the forever-ways of being how did i know to follow those ravens rather than the others? signals always signals signals signals sent from feet to face & back again on highway synapses centuries of signal s & signifiers both static & serenaded silent & screamed surely i will stay like this this this arch-footed sentry at the gates of knowing-ness see me now rise & walk within the soundscape of signs heard only by my kind my kin clan queen duties belong to me making a home for my familiars making a place for my kindness no more clinical coldness no more castration no more no more no more now we warn one another & wake in storms soundly to the ring of bird-calls this week is an organising week a week of letting go & shifting away let the bumf fall away & make space within those three rooms heart soul mid you can pack away the sentimental donate the useful release yourself this is where you will be un-born dawn-faced & moon-caressed measured by metronomes flexible like flesh multi-modal born in the underneath-ness of our story-makings make a muse of me refuse to be mute mute mute jet streams of jangling joy