Dedications

To a far-off beauty-seeker...

Voyager

Walk out
.
.
.
I creamed the wall poetry,
deep throated the oven
until our breasts charred.
Fresh and dead! {you were always meant to be}
Sun came
and so did I
Walk out with me

(hasty)

Dare

Curled mouth

speak

this

phras
es
s

(he took out the trash)

The seeker has


sought

and her scribbled eyes...

does she dare a connection?

Con-
nec-
ted
by
mouth
words
from
brain
words
from
life
words
from
two
worlds
in
one
word
it's
pause.

Sway with blip.blip.

world stops.

silence.

To a prisoner...

DpUck.

Why the pucker,

little prisoner?

I pressed together

tiny wrinkles

when my chin was too long

and my stomach was too stout.

What is your excuse?

Kitch-en knives, course hair, a face with too many potholes.

Kill "too,"

Dead!

Describe.

Delight.

Deserve.

{Leave it to the lipsticked wolves to pull a girl apart}.