Icicles in Snow

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Long suffering

Oracle your circle cages the

Vixen in me

Encompassing past truth; consuming reality.

……

I loved you so completely

I just couldn’t live with you

No one could.

Sorry, I don’t remember last Valentine’s Day

Hopelessly addicted

to the roller coaster;

you awakened something in me

 I could not control

despite your insistence

I fought long and hard to penetrate the frost

and now your love

 pales

in the snow drift

I shovel through

carving new pleasure and pain

ski fresh powder

flawless and persuasive. 

Mind Games

Do you think you are a good person,

you demand of

the liberated me

your scream

howling

between the porous legs of present and past

 as you carp about terror, truth and stunted lives

as you try to saw through my last nerve

as skinny, slant eyed

whiskey whores

parade through purple haze

gorge on your coffers

tramp through your lies

nightmare channel

briefly appeasing you

with their sweet meats

and clotted cream

as the clock strikes past twelve

as you curse in bold print

dripping swear

that you

are a good person.