by phillipw | Jan 6, 2020 | SE
Exponential Exile Like you I’m moving, far, farther away, So far from you I even see me, sheer, Since, as we separate, our sad ballet Divides the two of us into a queer Duet of paradox: my solitude Is so complete now that I see me whole, Revealed in...
by phillipw | Jan 5, 2020 | FU, SE
Self Definition, not the Usual— Opposition to Nostalgia Scito te ipsum I choose to think about my future self Instead of how it was when I was young. My personhood is not on childhood’s shelf, Nor is my personality the rung That I was...
by phillipw | Jan 3, 2020 | OC, SE
The Sea Spreads Out Her Skirt “But the sea, the sea in darkness calls” The sea spreads out her skirt of corduroy Silk. Saltiness and plushness made of wet Lush velvet rise up when she clasps the joy Of storms. Although she knows to play coquette At...
by phillipw | Jan 1, 2020 | SE
Below the Belt “Sometime I’ld divide,/ And burn in many places” ~ Ariel I feel like Ariel released and loosed Upon the ranging world. I don’t have wings, But airlines hold the globe in thrall. Seduced By jet-fuel highs, it and I hope for springs...
by phillipw | Dec 31, 2019 | MI, SE
Sisters Each spirit whispers like a softened snake, “You know you’d rather be another soul, A heroine who’s burning at the stake, Or at the very least a silky pole Dancer snorting up the lines of cocaine Stuffed crudely in her g-string by a player....
by phillipw | Dec 24, 2019 | LO, SE
Love is Rather Boring The truth is, Love is Rather Boring. Write That on the walls of toilet stalls and spray It on the high fence round the jail. The blight Of uninspired graffiti will convey The message best. Monotony, the same Old stuff strung out with...
