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Hollow Love

              Hollow Love Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  I tried to send to you a prophet’s note, “My soul is far away.” Your heart is far More distant from my love; in fact afloat...

Karen

                       Karen If I could burn a voodoo herb inside Your bedroom, what result might I expect? The smell of lusting would be amplified. The smell of darker men, their thrills erect And thrusting toward your heart, would reappear Among the fumes of...

Masculine Modalities

        Masculine Modalities A young man loitering is seen by guys Who pass nearby.  A single one pulls close Inside his Mustang . . . loitering one sees eyes Consuming him.  The younger one feels gross And turns his face away.  Four other men In uniforms approach...

Perspectives in the Plaza de Toros

  Perspectives in the Plaza de Toros Modern poetry modern verse contemporary poetry contemporary verse modern poem contemporary poem  Slim, slim the waist of matadors, as slim As trickle of the blood from bull; thin, thin The satin silk of jacket; bulge of him In...

The Dior of Desperation

        The Dior of Desperation If I could wear the sadness that you cause Me, cloth of nails with tears would make the suit. The Iron Maiden or the pharaoh’s gauze Around the mummy would make pain transmute To Galliano flair.  The toque above my face Would mean...