Long Menses Poems

I'd met you, like a lad meeting his neighbor little lass,
Charmed to you at very first sight, I stood like a dumb ass; 
As tabooed lover admiring his darling, I stood far,
Thirst of bathing in...

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amidst cavorting delightfully, enjoying thorough
frolicking gingerly, foreign hick hating slo
hip-hopping insouciantly sustaining row

biological status quo
kvetching lamely moreso mother became pro
naturally physically rumbling, 
   heard all the way in Oslo

   supposedly twerking,...

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NO THROWING OF STONES:

Let it be your culture,my pals...
To not throw stones if you live in a glass house;
Unless your house capably flies into clouds.
That's when your houseflies to awe the crowds,
And you become doused.
Every...

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post an atom.
we need one.

subversions
differentiations
of Chantal Akerman reading the Ladies Almanac.
grandpa was jewish,
maybe this summer i'll go to Israel
 and visit the mother of all mothers.
The trapezoidal parallelogram
the exponential function with a base
which does not...

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A person can learn,
Through his eyes.
Through his ears,
Through his tongue.

A person can learn,
Through his knowledge,
Through his experience,
Through his dedications.

A person can learn,
Through his lies
Through his tries
Through his smiles.

A person can learn,
Through his discussion,
Through his appreciation,
Through...

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Did you know the Gecko cannot blink ?
No I did not, but it sounds alluring that image
Of a focused lizard reptilian in glorious intent
From hide bound tail to protruding cheeks and jowl

So I blink, too...

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My wrapper loose day after day
My motion and emotion unstable
I forget to think
But I wasn’t drunk

I remember in a trance
Stable I was 
My wrapper tight on my torso
Not divulging the firm breasts

I remember vividly when...

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Did Become Perfectly Delighted

Seems like there always is so much to say
My poem does ends up making your day
Read throughout whole day and all night
On and on as hard as you may or might.

Poem has...

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Into my head stink in mythic one hissing
of running are ratters, as I hated by  
up nearly level of piled woodsheds rottenly sites
at weediest the backyard’s place,
of my neighbor’s unit close edged up wards
side...

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Walked inside and fell asleep...in my dream you were the song that I sought to learn and
then you opened the door that opened me and all I could do is flow like a minstrel in...

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A Little Boy’s gun with a barometric trigger,
showed a Fat Man how to
blot out an Empire’s rising sun.
Proliferation’s need pushed
Sellafield and Kyshtym to trip chasing Manhattan.
Twenty two years later and just
three miles south of Middleton,
failed...

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Where are all the women
the moon-eyed lionesses, 
the stampeding herds of udders, vulvas, and horns
that tears the earth and trampled the serpents and scorpions?
Where are the mother bears that rip the ruby bark from the...

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Visualize the sound of silence
Realize the headstones of violence
Dark dreams constrict your iris
Your visions only raise greed on highlands
Harmonize our voices stained with curses
Our lenses shooting at the pose of hopeless
Hunger left mothers singing dirges
Children...

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Island of femininity of the dark,
Floating luxuriously on a lark,
Mysterious face shadows day.
Glorious glow, nighttime’s way,
Waves of mist make her mark,
Delivering passion in the park,
Luna, Roman goddess of lore,
Has captured numbered allure,
Associated fashion of menses,
Celestial...

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I awoke
in the febrile night again,
half dazed
from my conviction 
of your certainty,
contorted
by the pounding of 4 am, 
and still restless
with vestigial sleep.
My sense for rain
laps the water
of vestibular illusion
and I am again in the Venetian
dusk...

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For the woman having menses
A high demand on her senses.
“I’d better I took no chances
That embarrassment enhances.”
A keeping up with the Joneses
On matters of strict hygiene,
Sometimes mistaking her tenses,
As she helps herself with Flagyl…

Her sincere...

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