He didn't like
when the stars moved
because without
this celestial distraction
the forlorn man
had an eternity to ruminate
with his perpetually pissed life mate
the interminable sentence
attached to their divine prison
He didn't like
when the stars moved
because without
this celestial distraction
the forlorn man
had an eternity to ruminate
with his perpetually pissed life mate
the interminable sentence
attached to their divine prison
I sank slowly into it
That mattress
sure was a disappointment
when it came to firmness
and physical support
which really messed up
our surreptitious tryst
rendezvous as planned
Comfort should not matter
but it does
to us middle age adulterers
I remember blueberries
fraught with poison
stacked in a glass bowl
looking devilishly delicious
to those who knew not
it's toxic secret
I used to partake
for the death defying thrill
though I always made sure
never to swallow
the toxic bittersweet lure
They waited patiently
on the edge of a cliff
to take their turn
jumping into the abyss
The pilgrims believed
their unwavering faith
would offer protection
from the rocky elements below
as they leapt
into the enchanting endangerment
with all the other soon to be dead minions
I used to be good
at remembering things
before time had it's way with me
Today walking #arm in arm
with my fellow
dementia addled seniors
down the steep stairs
of cognitive decline
Please remember us as we were
for we sure as Hell can't
The fields were not
as empty as he thought
but his soul was a barren plain
laid to waste
after the #tempest self created
blew through his firewall unabated
and leveled all feeble moral restraints
The fields
were not as empty as he thought
which cramped his plans
for reflective peace and quiet
in this urban environment
littered with boisterous children
intent on enjoying play time
The fields were not as empty as he thought
so this steamy sexual tryst
was videoed by drone technology
to capture their sin of infidelity
The cynical detective
in possession
of the cheating session
would take full advantage
of the blackmail opportunity
for personal profit
The fields were not as empty as he thought
because lurking in the thickets
was the mythical snake in the grass
which was not greener on the other side
with the blood of a serpentine puncture wound
adding a crimson flavor to the scene
The fields
were not as empty as he thought
so he had to run
across the endless plain
as if traversing
an obstacle course
that mirrored his jagged life
like a way too obvious metaphor