Wednesday, November 19, 2008

Dancing With Leah(Neoga 1998)




A swell rises 
from valleys 
west of this
cradle.



Trains moan the
whole night through.


Falling asleep to
the rhythmic clamor,


I remember you,
Leah, at 
Homecoming dance.


Though too young,
barely ten, fortune
gave me
an older brother.



I asked for your hand.
You smiled sweet as
fragrance,
and said yes.



Nestled midst your breasts,
crush of
cloth and
tit-flesh
I was too young
to threaten--


I swayed,
dizzy with
fullness....


A bouquet that
that will never 
lose its bloom 
always.



Sunday, November 02, 2008

Huc Parum Descende, Iulia(Ad Iulia)

A torrent of Angel tears drained day's sins
down gutters.
In robe and sandals I walked sweet as redemption
midst revelers.
Bare grails were promised my beatific kiss,
silken and cool as the winged Arcadian God's 
bliss.

Ladies! the Judas-like kisses you laughingly gave
were the ass I rode in mock triumph---

Your apostasy stabs like nails.
My heavenly crown floats in the punch bowl.

A camera my Cross as the night closed...

And Julia! Dear Julia!
What of my promise?
Will Angel tears
cleanse my fall?
                            (Knowing ass made
                               a mess of it all.)