i just don't find you sexually attractive anymore

your presence is woven into my being

contrasting dualisms of identity
into a vicious anxious swirl

heavenly spheres transpersonal orbits passing ( Read more... )

dry lipped cracked earth
poor us this day our daily pesticide
shed for profit
shed for yield
a treadmill of degradation
a world answer
from lush
to broken body

devil stuck within a mind

cochlea corkscrew

shadow beneath sand

sunburned
skin of a snake peels
scales flake
around turning
and the sound sliding
circles my head
like corn dripping
into corn
rows of beads
to contemplate
agitation
rubbing against itself

a foolish way of looking at the world