Fragility

"You are fragile," he said

Fragile things are destined to one day be broken

"Some grow stronger," he said

Tell that to the iridescent spiderwebs

and fleeting early snowflakes.

But it would be nice if he were right...

Clandestine Sunshine

You are the canary
auroral yellow
perched safely deep inside
my tenebrous rib cage,
still you sing such dulcet songs.
A surreptitious sunbeam
no interminable string of gray days
can ever steal away.

Cause and Cause

With him
a r c h e d backs
and
s t r e t c h e d limbs
have a way of leading to
more
a r c h e d backs
and
s t r e t c h e d limbs
but she
hardly seems to mind...

Promises

Its so nice to have someone
to hold hands with on the train
I can promise to stay conscious
if you promise to stay sane...

Origami Sekkei

We are skilled practitioners
of human origami
with a lack of crisp folds,
but more a knitting of limbs.
Entwined and twisted
tangled together
like lianas
in the hot jungle
of the tonight

We Should Just Confess to Ourselves...

Remember that day
the one we spent writing dirty haikus?
We claimed it was for art,
for beauty, and nature,
and free expression
...but we both know we're liars...

Conchology, Entomology...

She has never been one
For collecting much of anything
Save for cataloging sighs
And the occasional sunbeam
That gets caught up in her hair
And decides its not such
A bad place to stay

Prefering canvass and brush
Or pen and pad
To chloroform and specimen jars
To numbered tags and stick pins
Stuck through never again moving limbs
Or never again flapping wings

So she'll capture her find
In a method that suits her
Then toss him back into the surf
To live free once more
But she certainly wouldn't lament
If he found his way back
to her stretch of sandy beach
During the next low tide.