by phillipw | Nov 28, 2019 | LO, RO, UN
Incomplete Creation I made you up, did I, I made up all? Were you the one I loved or were you just What mind and heart created, like a doll To stick long pins of love in, pins of lust, A doll more muscular than voodoo, you? I think I could have made up curled...
by phillipw | Nov 28, 2019 | SE
Heterosexuality Behind a prison door you hear only Words and singing. The words and singing I Produce within your earshot are lonely For more than listening. They want to ply Their way across the whole of you, your skin, Your bones, and in your guts. I...
by phillipw | Nov 27, 2019 | MU
[I read a newspaper article about a composer who has written an opera about alzheimer’s dementia. Among other things the composer learned about dementia is that the musical abilities of the patient do not disappear while so much else in the brain is...
by phillipw | Nov 27, 2019 | DE, FA
A Final, Desperate Hope When I am dead and Johnny Depp has died As well, will we find cuddling in our deaths A sweet replacement on the other side For troubled things, like orgasms and breaths? Do arch Jim Morrison and Oscar Wilde Find...
by phillipw | Nov 27, 2019 | LO, RO
. . . Mais Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem If love were sovereign, we would navigate The dark canals of instinct in a bright Blue gondola, our songs reverberate A sea-shell colored,...
