We are stretching now, and separating, like taffy...
blooming petals of flowers...

She skips around light posts,
clutching at her rebellious skirt and...

Josie Gerbil wobbled woozily,
sloshed silly again on rotten rodent rum...

A ghost is not a person,
but a space...

Goldilocks
Had hair like a DaVinci angel...

She is a flower
so romantically white, so sincerely...

I was really into smell tonight.
Usually it's touch...

The world swelling
big gourd fleshy bulk...

eyes staring, wide
and terrifyingly blank...

Heavy,
cast solid in sleep...

On the red couch of passion we recline,
my incomplete lover and I...

I danced beneath the stars with you-
a closeness I should never have allowed...