the last sin
  pale ashen sky
a bleary eye
clouds of recurring screams...
i am a zoo
  an octopus leviathan
tentacles into an ocean
of unformed emotions...
syphilis and love  
  syphilitic pall
stifles the clear blue
i contort...
shell and pearl
  amidst highs and lows
in life's ocean flows
a shell peony-mouthed...
i am an unmarried mother
  fed on stings
of barbed milk morality
my child-plankton...
the lovers
  cell upon cell
bridge of their union
hung on the pillars...
  ogre of age
and time cavil
at a warm picture...
the young today
  innocence thaws
at the altar
of ambition...

trip the light fantastic

an electric charge
runs through her veins
her body on the edge
when you ruffle her hair
before bidding goodnight
and yielding her to the
phantoms of the dark
you notice she turns towards
you her eyes say nothing
but on her lips play a twitch
a lyric waiting to be heard
when you run your fingers
gently across her cheek
you notice eruptions
on her skin
a riot of alphabets
in a hurry to compose
interludes after another
till it all falls into
a mellifluous strain
when you glare down
her girlish breasts
you see atmospherics
where verse is being nurtured
when you touch her inner thigh
you notice a swell and feel the heat
the beginnings of a latent song
an inner muse waiting to rupture

her body is tripping
bursting poetry

(25 January 2004)