They sat side by side,
in silent desperation
for lawful respite.
Tag: postaday
Homecoming
Gadget Love
Black as the heart of hell,
Shiny as newfangled love,
Sleek as silver lined ring,
light as a mild heavy feather
Flashy as a sequinned LBD,
rich as chocolate mud cake
With a finish like well-oiled muscle
fits in the palm as a cake of soap.
As for the cherry on the top,
a scratch that makes the matte.
Growing Up
Weren’t you a slop in high school?
Didn’t believe that you made it big,
Couldn’t imagine you in a full suit,
Until I saw you lounging in a coffin.
The Chaos Within 