Valentine's Day

If I could change the history of v-day I would make it less romantic. I would name it after Saint Valentine, the tramp liquidator… supplier of satin heart shaped boxes… chocolate euthanasia…love confetti.

Valentine, giver of white roses dyed the deepest rouge; hemoglobin… lionized Jack the Ripper… martyr for illuminatus.

Chocolate of death would be a Hallmark given with red roses. Mass hysteria would break out on the fourteenth… a pandemic… I would blame it on “love.”

Induce a profit.

Sparkler With A Soul Stealer

She wonders why I hate her

I would say dislike but that leaves

Room for improvement and she’s so far from

Recovery she’d drown in shallow water with a

Lifejacket and someone holding her head

She’s the reason why I sigh complain grumble

NOTHING relevant has ever escaped her lips

I couldn’t choke positivity out of her if the only

Thing she ate was Sunshine and Rainbows

Meet Me In Outer Space

Love, you don’t seem to understand.
You’re this gravity-less force that,
Kisses like a sonic boom.
My mind speaks to yours.
We break the sound barrier,
Every time our bodies unite.
What we are is Dangerous.
I’m an addict and you’ve recently quit,
With this passion in you, this atomic bomb romance.
You try to control it, but
I’m a Super Nova and my desire to
Acquire you radiates, shines, over powers you.
Together we’d be unstoppable.
We’d form a Neutron Star,
A black hole…
A complete source of destruction.
Nothing would escape us.
All stellar activity would be void.
We’d cause Nuclear Fusion.

(2010)