Ten Times Over the Jack's Hatchet |
is all the time it took to spread water's edgeacross the effervescent hillside, pooridge and lox the reward left heavy amongst the boorish, wild wilderness. sent with the waves that temper the windwas...
Posted by Jojolicious on Thu, 21 Dec 2006 10:46:00 PST |
tongue and throat |
And now the one where I sit and write and never stop because the idea of taking another breathe means that there has to be something that follows, something that determines where everything else is go...
Posted by Jojolicious on Tue, 28 Nov 2006 12:45:00 PST |
Speak to me My God |
ever again, ether and wine, which to pass on down the cacophony -
to tease the wandering erred, our dissonance a jumble lost amongst the Sunday Times,
and amber climbs atop the mountain that is ...
Posted by Jojolicious on Tue, 28 Nov 2006 12:41:00 PST |
The View From Behind |
monkey hands tickled me just under my lower lip, I spun to comfort my association, hoping to find yesterday's lovely morning - and found a small bit of a woman's voice between my legs.
Chest out, ...
Posted by Jojolicious on Tue, 15 Aug 2006 12:14:00 PST |
Happenstance |
it comes out - coffins layered as if pastel
brushstrokes shaded crying, only not.
and that day when the blue eyed pin-up
carries herself back over the threshold,
will come. has come.
it doesnt...
Posted by Jojolicious on Wed, 26 Oct 2005 04:57:00 PST |
The Kiss |
My desperation shown rosey
as if lips stretched towards a success
that couldn't be qualified, could it?
Too far I've come, and too far I will choose to go,
Within fossilized walls of tempation ...
Posted by Jojolicious on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
a thought. |
fading desolation amongst the ivy that manages the sun,
it leaks brown and gold, segments favored by its roots,
the idea of magnificent shelters the ruins,
downtrodden ringing gentility.
in the ...
Posted by Jojolicious on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
a little something for Trischa |
delicate the concubine's robe, her feet
unwrapped and soliciting the touch
of warm piano hands.
her thoughts are tangents, her body
reflecting their glow, two
degrees above the heat,
and n...
Posted by Jojolicious on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
Distinction |
the strings wore a facetious
skin, the knots placated the dancing
of the circulation,
the desperation of the buckles
tread never so lightly on the tops of fallen
eyelashes, the prairies
op...
Posted by Jojolicious on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
nights can be boring....so... |
forever halfway across her face,
like ether parallels to the sensual
benefits of decision.
rendered hearts, the enthusiasm waning
like a rising brow, a spiritual comment,
too often a fevered sp...
Posted by Jojolicious on Mon, 01 Jan 1900 12:00:00 PST |
