Just to deny surrender, if not out of love |
Cleopatra wouldn't have it.
She'd say
"Give me the fucking snake already."
How much of the world
has been conquered in sandals?
And how many times over?
My blistered ankle,
Achille's pussy;
Pe...
Posted by Miss Lady on Thu, 21 Jun 2007 07:05:00 PST |
It was under the bath rug when I got home |
I had to look...I took the cat into bathroom and after a brief pep-talk, set her down in front of the offending insect. She batted at it and it ran, of course. I removed obstacles from Netty's path ...
Posted by Miss Lady on Tue, 19 Jun 2007 05:04:00 PST |
Buggy |
So, as I'm about to leave for work this morning a big-ass (okay, in reality the thing was like 2 inches long) centipede jets into my bathroom from under my back door. Netty was instantly followi...
Posted by Miss Lady on Mon, 18 Jun 2007 09:45:00 PST |
Mind-flames lick a tiny effigy to ashes |
No shadow, since
nothing of substance
to cast against light.
Hollow manifestoes jellyfish float:
Excised
human tumor
reduced to
a slight scar.
I bear one visible mark.
Fle...
Posted by Miss Lady on Fri, 01 Jun 2007 02:47:00 PST |
Singular or plural? |
Noun
..>
Singularsympathy
Pluralsympathies..>
sympathy (plural sympathies)
A mutual relationship between people or things such that they are correspondingly affected by any external action, for...
Posted by Miss Lady on Mon, 05 Mar 2007 01:20:00 PST |
Night lover |
There is a comfort inbeing alone.Knowing the nightbelongs beside me;my dark amour,my monster, tenderlygnawing the hours,patiently awaitingcompliant supplicationas I wind my willbedward.No struggle,no ...
Posted by Miss Lady on Tue, 31 Oct 2006 06:26:00 PST |
Infrared |
This time, Hannah knew she was dreaming. It was mostly due to the fact that she could see in the dark. It brought to mind the countless times when she was a child being told to eat her carrots. She fe...
Posted by Miss Lady on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Movement in stasis |
The diaspora began long ago.
manifest Destiny for some,
but I
stay
here.
They go West,
go East,
go South,
Down Under.
I tread water
and dead man's float
in my bed at night
to keep warm....
Posted by Miss Lady on Wed, 11 Oct 2006 09:19:00 PST |
Room 515 |
The hotel desk clerk gave Hannah her key. Room 515. She was so tired, it verged on delirium. There was the slightest twitch in her eye as she nodded thanks to the clerk and turned on her heel towar...
Posted by Miss Lady on Wed, 30 Aug 2006 10:52:00 PST |
distance over time |
The formula from some half-ignored algebra class rang in her head: speed equals distance divided by time. Hannah had always had a problem with numbers. Quantifying was not her strongsuit. She remember...
Posted by Miss Lady on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
