Hidden Beneath Starlight

sleep should come sweetly to the brow unbridled... Mainly the days blur into a asphalt grey... Images now distant; more distant than the past... Their ravenous darting begin at wake... When the brain has no higher thought than abandon... To a dream, only just crawled upon... Curling under comforters... In dread of morning's crow...

The Girl Above the Tunnel

You might call me a dog
Throw me from the speeding cab
Shout my name during a democratic riot
Imply misconducted deeds to the local authorities
Tie my ankles & wrist to the headboard of the bed
Light a 4 alarm fire comprimising my security deposit
With the landlord, Mr Ted
I'd have to forgive you
Don't you know it true?
Everyone I'd pass; I'd tell 'em
She's not you

Say I'd swim to Hong Kong
rocket over to Budapest
Ride a mythical creature to the Moon
I'd think I'd not swoon
This refrain I'd still croon
She's not you

So proudly I'll stand
With your buttermilk skin in my hand
Replaying your Frankenstien Transzylvania historic
As you try to rope me into your 12 step group
Swinging in the palm trees; playing in the fog
Though I may sound like a frog
Still would I croon
Nothing to worry, my dear
Underdog's not here
I will be your spoon, & still
I'll state it very confidentially
As would the loupe to the jewel
She's not you

pmpope 2012

Intra Due - {Libro de Esperanza - pmpope 2008}

Not one composed of one atom
or hunger
do desire two feasts
exactly mirrored
in deliciousness & delicacy
as a multiplex of paradise
where each mullion glorifies
redundancy
leaves
starving in a marbled coma
while peeking through venetian
blinds
always with this
hope
an angel descends
this airshaft
on morning's first
morsel of light
Intra due brame
o
Intra due dame
igualmente
temendo