post poetry to finish.

A broken siren, devoid of any call, cast adrift traversing land unseen. My Poseidon, my hope. Won't you cast me a rope? Some marks, some letters, some speck of honeyed ambrosia. Must glass needles sheer me from below and inside? A siren I unseen, ugly in my self-imposed calamity, you stride armed trident, the seven [...]

To whomsoever called me ‘Privately’

Whoever called me...Please call me back. I need someone to talk to, as I sit here in the dark. It's simplistic I know, My asking for more, Naively wanting to know thee, When you cared not an inch to leave caller I.D. Maybe it wasn't that you didn't care that much, Maybe you forgot you [...]

An Eternal Lover’s Rhetorical Questions:

It's only been a week and I wonder how you sleep, whether it's covered in rays of fluorescent light, lonely like me or within a new lovers huddle? Whose life is enhanced by your insight? Whose creativity is a newly welcomed frivolous flight? Whose lives will be within our muddled history's puddle? Will she be [...]