suitcase

If I knocked at your door
homeless, jobless, penniless,
would you ask me in,
open your heart, 
offer your couch?
might we talk until dawn
then sleep through the day,
awake to something near hope? 

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4-15-13 

heartfelt

spooning afterglow   
holding soft
your warm tummy 

my fingers
move slowly
between your breasts,

creeping further
to rest just below
your collarbone

where forefinger
and thumb surround
that tender spot

where they mended
your broken heart
to leave in my care.


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  4-4-13    

Mac and Cheese

Mac and cheese 

again tonight. 
Not even Kraft, 
but Ralph's store brand.

No milk or butter
to add flavor,
or blend with 
the cheese powder.

Not a bad side, 
but not an entree,
even with a small
wilted salad.

Tonight, I'll dream 
of cold milk
on my Ralph's 
Wheat Chex.

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12-3-12

Rough Shod

The thoughtful dream you shared,
which caught me from behind,
abruptly awakened me 
as to what was on your mind.

Suddenly I thought it best
to scorn you like a child, 
and leave you there well broken,  
forgotten, worn... defiled. 

And as for me, I left you,
to seek just what I choose,                         
But seemed to cross a step in four 
from coins slipped in one shoe. 

And though I felt my gait were true,
I misstepped  toward my goal,
and found myself outside your house,
with change left in my sole.               

And though I'm still uncertain
of this round wound trip I took,
I'll paint you as my healer,
the one I near unhooked.

So, once untrue, demented,
now I weep within your arms.
show your hope as unbroken
lace me in your heart so warm.

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 7-25-12