by phillipw | Nov 26, 2019 | LO, ME, RO
Doorways Warning: This sonnet is illustrated at the end by an explicit sexual image. Do not proceed if you think you might be offended. The shoulder of the carpenter expands As shaved aroma curls from wood — and I Recall your hair. Pulsed...
by phillipw | Oct 14, 2019 | DE, ME
Imagine a Serenade when the Mind is in a Slump Depression in the form of vertigo Is sickness, mental illness in the shape Of sucking whirlpools. It comes in tow With apathy like quicksand. It’s not rape Quite, unwanted, in slow motion. The suffocation is a prison...
by phillipw | Oct 11, 2019 | ME, WH
The Windows The windows, shining in an afternoon Long lost, a light of long lost boyhood day, Let in enough of childhood sun to spoon Some beams of beauty for the lad. The stray Shafts through abandoned panes were just enough. His eye fell on the toy...
by phillipw | Oct 10, 2019 | ME
My Silences Concealed in Mental Rays My secret reveries are best, those dreams I keep in skull and spirit. In my head Is where they spawn themselves as laser beams That ricochet around my brain instead Of gossiping around the world. They flash A moment and...
by phillipw | Oct 9, 2019 | MA, ME
Never Surrendher I do not need to worry, I don’t think, That men will be reduced to little twerps By feminism. Underarms will stink In massive hairiness after the burps Of history. Men will not be tamed by cunts No matter how addictive those may be. Males...
by phillipw | Oct 7, 2019 | LO, ME
Smite the Rock My thoughts and words and realms are in a sealed Compartment, memory, that you must not Trespass until a signal makes me yield. What watchword? Yes, that moment which is fraught With love for both of us, a moment you Recall to me in such a way that...
