Original Work #6

Working with the 'less is more' concept here.

Story of Frailty

It takes me eight days
to come up with an ending,

but I finally,
finally
allow myself to cry over you -

a story barely written.
My fingertips, still wet with ink from the prologue,
are washed clean.
Absolution for both our misguided…

Oh, never mind.

Some stories are ineffable.

Take it easy, baby.
I’ll take my pen off your table.

Original Work #5

I started on this a few weeks ago. Playing around with rhyme and repetition.

The Edge of My Seat

What are you waiting for?

An engraved invitation?
A push in my direction?
A feeling of absolution?
A little less aggravation?
A little more premeditation?
A stronger conviction?
A more forceful flirtation?
A sense of my infatuation?
A greater stimulation?
A cooling rationalization?
A lack of superstition?
A pure vindication?
A fading undulation?
A smoother transition?
A lively titillation?
An encouraging speculation?
A last objection?

You leave too much to my imagination.