+ Blackberry Mascara -

An unsound disorder takes host
In a body for years I’ve loved
Memories becoming all but ghosts
Cell by cell with blackness she rusts

In each vessel of her sclera
In each fold of her fine vocals
In each tear of her mascara
The feat of a smile totaled

From a world all but brightening
Living in walls crafted by fear
Each breath, a scream of lightning
New evenings; old muscles speared

The feat of a smile totaled
Amidst an eerie, white speech
In each fold of her fine vocals
A desire for love beseeched

Anna IV

Three nights ago

I spotted the two of you chatting

In motions resembling amplified speed

Away my eyes were taken

Over such a cheerless duration

An unwanted grievance was composed

In that moment

Quite freely I collapsed

A bite of envy monopolizing my bones

As throughout this war of longing

You escape with innocence

Ignorance made love

To the space between us

Adjusted to the scenery

There I stood---

Staring---

Just staring...

Anna III

Of all things to have existed
by herself --- a black & white picture ---
classically she scattered…

Her eyes were marked with great hunger

The sweltering fierceness of sudden temptation

deepening with each passing glance

Each moment in which she would speak

Set fire to the congregation

As beneath our feet the earth crumbled

Though from the blackest corner of the room

Nestling was an appetite ever so carnal