Decision
Judgment is dirty
Forgiveness soft white
Ambivalence death.
**
Natural
A dragonfly balances on
a tortoise’s nose.
The Monarch dive-bombs
a mini-van’s windshield.
A dirty-brown mole screeches
a stake through its blind skull.
I swat a hungry mosquito,
curse nature’s cruelty.
**
Charleston Night
Humid mosquito infested August
hangs heavy around my splayed legs.
An ages dead swirling light cracks
a blank sky into shards of splintered jasmine,
bathing self-inflicted wounds with sweet perfume,
silencing screaming darkness with summer’s solace.
