MARRIAGE IN A FOUNTAIN -LOST IN MY SPACE

Someone tell me now
that those painted scenes
which fall dressed in your tears
are just yesterdays in gathering fears
today I watch the light melt screaming in your voices
swarming thoughts clamber 

searching in chambers

where suicidal secrets

hang on decorated tiny velvet bees

 

no escape inside this head

yet those lips you bled

seek me in vanity dreams

now dressed in silence

sitting crossed in that unspoken prayer

crashing simple emotions

ebb across the tamed

surface in your spirit

in your stare

peeling back the roots

which hide under a caustic skin

sinking into another lover

borrowed rented grin

it chimes like a bell

from today in tomorrow this orgasmic yesterday

WE HEAT A FEVER

IN THE PAN

WILL IT TASTE BETTER OR BITTER

THIS MY ONLY WAY