monsters

underbed shaking with heavy breathing
i sit, shaking snakes from my scalp
mirror-smiles, i practice my kissing
with the heavy air
reach beneath the cover to feel
claws of charity

monster, come play with me

comb my medusa hair and turn to sea-stone and gold
when our ragged scales touch, mythical proportions
doled out onto our plates
but we have too many plans to be content to sit and eat

giggle choked growls, and bare my teeth.

i empty my closet of fear
let it fill my souless space
bloodthirsty trouble laid asunder
i sleep still, with a nightmare's caress
the lilt of howls and emptiness
sink your teeth
in my apple-white skin, bloodshot eyes
hungry wolf smile,
be mean
and mean it.

beneath the cork tree
we lace our fingers in the cat's cradle
and hollow-eyed, fixate on scissors
to slice the strings that seperate our values
haunt me no longer.

classwork

my morality hinges on
memories of the
lilt of your plea and the
soft, popping smack of your lips parting
to piece together seductions,
mouths like puzzles.

was i just a poor little feminine void?
my shallowness to be pierced
and swallowed, quiet?

emptied, i felt the future
visions of aproned mothercomforts,
husband suppers to pull with scrub-brush hands
from enslaved oven,
i push my head in it.
you say, "less overdone next time, darling."
oh, spare me, suburbia.

we sipped lemonade in your bed
and cooled our anatomical euphoria
and i knew
one of us was going to have to put on our clothes
and just go.