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...

On her way to stardom

A Slovak perhaps
Ingrid was no stranger
To the shenanigans of love
Yet innocence was written all over
Her soft buttery skin
“I want to act in movies
I want to be a star”
A post graduate in Sociology
She wanted a private rainbow
In a lush green backyard
Her dreams gossamer soft
Her eyes dewy misty almost angelic
Pierre suave middle-aged Frenchman
A merchant of psychedelia
A moviemaker with a reputation
Cajoles her to give some shots
“I want to see your incorruptible virtuosity
Take off your clothes”
Ah, those green eyes
You are so beautiful, he said
One day when you will become a star
And travel the world with me
I will think of this moment in time
When you had come to me
Your skin fresh and virginal
Waiting to burst into sunflowers
He whispered as he began to undress her
I haven’t done anything like this before, she said
Oh, don’t worry, you are so beautiful, you are so beautiful, he said
Stroking her shaven sacred feminine

3 February 2008