Anytown, D.S.A (Divided States of America).
This is insane.
Waking, bathing,
taking the train,
waiting in line,
always a pain,
coffee or tea,
paying late fees,
stressing at work,
can't have salad,
dumb, broken fork,
package delayed
means overtime,
I'm forced to stay.
Turn on the news.
Bodies are strewn.
Missed the concert.
I am unhurt.
Wrong place? Wrong time?
sunflower field
we were in the field of sunflowers,
burned by the suns rays cascading down toward us
until the darkest of night,
when the winds grew more cold and violent.
in the 3am daze we were,
as we gazed up upon the billions of stars shining down ancient light.
the night-time hum enveloped our ears, as the clouds did so the earth.
bugs crept and crawled over our limp bodies
as we touched hands ever so lightly, brushing flesh past flesh.
hands that were cold,
dead.
just as you were this lonesome night.
how i loved your distant body,
under the moons crystal beams of light.
how i loved the way it illuminated the tips of the sunflowers.
all that remains were the sounds,
the smells,
the joy of sadness.
this is for you my one and only,
i will hold your hand tightly,
and glance at your porcelain face.
so delicate,
so fragile.
this final embrace will remain part of my memory for you,
whilst the crickets sound, louder each second.
does this feel the same as it did before?
4 am.
the crunch of the dirt
shuffle of the sunflower stems
as i turn again,
to look at you.
damn.
i miss you.
Rejoinder
Lightening strikes,
And eyes ignite!...
...She came to me
On this wild night.
A beauty with
Exotic eyes,
And jet-black hair
That came alive!...
Sweet Lily guided
Me by buns
Up through a funnel...
...Just like the sun,
I rose to her
Distinct arousal,
And was greeted by
A family scene...
The walls were peeling,
These dire straits
Were quite revealing,
But I don't hate...
...I loved their
Temperament,
And warmth...
They had a spirit
Cascading forth,
And through
It all
She held my hand...
In eager interest
I sized each inch...
On the attic walls
Of this relinquished pit.
Her adopted family
Expressed themselves
With ink or paint,
Or something else...
Lightening strikes,
And eyes ignite!...
...She came to me
On this wild night.
A beauty with
Exotic eyes,
And jet-black hair
That came alive!...
Much later,
After we were left
Inside my families
Empty nest,
I took her on a
Queen sized bed...
...We kissed, and
Pawed
Until our breath
Became one heartbeat...
...What's that sound?...
...My hand pressed
Into her wet mound,
As she leaned back
And sighed so long...
...Light in the bathroom
Flickers on...
Is someone in there?...
...Hard to tell...
Eyes flicker open,
All is well,
So I return to
Where I left...
...I'm taking Lily
To my flat,
She's never been,
So knowing that
I introduce
Her to
Another
One I dearly,
Dearly love...
...Become instant
Friends...
Fit like a glove!...
...And then in haste,
I leave their
Scene...
...My grandmother
Promised the
Tattoo I dreamed,
And so I meet her
In a shed
By my family farmhouse...
...And just like I said
She gifts me with
A Larry Fine...
...One of the Stooges
Along my spine...
...Then suddenly I
Just wake up...
I've had enough of
This scrambled tale!...
...Grown tired of
Dreams
That interrupt...
Ready to arrive,
So I grasp the rails
Of this reality
I know...
...Is it the real one?...
Yes, or no?...
©
2017
Bunny Villaire
The Finale
What tragedy lies
'round the corner...
Decked in black just
Like a mourner?...
...One of us will
Graze the blade...
One of us is
Drawn that way...
The concert's score
Is at it's spike...
...Outside a drifter
Rubs his knife...
The world contracts,
Our life in awe!...
...The killer quells
Crooning macaw...
What tragedy lies
'round the corner...
Decked in black just
Like a mourner?...
...Staircase leads us
'round the bend...
As those it's hoisted
Soon descend...
All that's sure is
I won't answer...
...Leave me out of
Your witch hunt.
All that's sure is
Never offered...
Death or truth backs
Your next stunt.
What tragedy lies
'round the corner...
Decked in black just
Like a mourner?...
...One of us will
Graze the blade...
One of us is
Drawn that way...(x2)
©
2017
Bunny Villaire
Belly Bump
<p>Bad Boy Billy Bishop better be bringing Brittany back before bedtime. Brazenly, Billy began began bringing Brittany back before breakfast. Big Brother Brandon beat Billy bloody behind Big Bart's barn. Badly bruised, Billy begged Brandon's benevolence. "Bastard!" Brandon barked, beholding Brittany's bulging belly.</p>