A poem not about rocks

Warm in my bed.

Layer on layer separate

shut me from the cold air of my room,

insulate the bare skin I've shed to

while heard in the kitchen, after hours,

consequent flesh of my flesh whiles an hour to midnight

with waiting wolf

or lamb.

I will know with no harm done

or blood blotting her sifted snow.

Eavesdrop I, tally seconds to a witching hour,

wounding with doubt if lamb he proves,

but cooling carcasses, fur scarlet-stained in a drift

trump what grievance I give.

Alone in my layers, count 60 then again.

12 to come and see her whole

but the dark will come again, the cold, and

I'll retreat to layers and let her live,

unearth the wolf or lamb.

A poem not about pigs

line leaving pen,

metaphorical blood flow

along arm thru hand from finger

up at once and end in me

this line draining or filling,

more me or less

words with thought their anchor,

held now here,

best here,

true here,

blood and ink now

after Arial.

Thinking about serial killers

Next book I start is probably going to be a YA. Most likely a Pocket Hole three. After that I think I'll start a book where one of the main characters is a serial killer. That makes sense, right? Anyways, I have been thinking about serial killers a little.

water

the base

foundation, substance

such source and beginning

where the end can be anything.

water sack ruptured,

puddle on floor and spray on walls,

and water is all . . . or most.

Mostly water.

you your walk last night

some park, your inadequate dog leashed

more mostly water

now a world water red

blood by any other name

spilt today and encouraged first.

this my springboard dive

to oceans envisioned

sea I see and will create

your sack and your sack and your sack.

the taste now on my tongue

water wells

I am coming.

Poem # something

past weakness is forever weakness,

pebbles lodged in remembered time,

a snag not foothold,

a hidden hook in foliage,

wedged stone,

scum stirred to the surface,

clear water clouded,

potable then remembered filth,

remembered error,

remembered hurt,

forever sullied.