Playing with some thoughts of romance. I’m always loath to take the mainstream approach to romantic poetry, if I approach it at all. And I’m learning, through my practice with the trisects and a study of the interpretations they elicit from my readers, how to use depiction to lead the mind in the direction I’d like it to go without my having to cram explicit thoughts into my reader’s face like a tangle of rotting guts.

Company

come
   join me here in darkness
   let your lips speak back
     long thin shadows
   let your touch brush away
     tendrils of haze

come
   let us meditate on stars
   fixed in double panes
     which fade to the slow
   approach of opal hues
     the zenith moon

come
   we can listen to the sudden
   rooftop rap of acorns
     as they call out their
   little reminders of towering
     greatness outside

come
   let us study the red
   diodes of time together
     silent motions that
   push with magic force
     toward nascent dawns

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