We moved back into the residence yesterday - we were jubilant - and had a slumb-over last night, to celebrate our reunification. We woke up joyous, on the right side of the same bed (slumb-over), and we’ve been bouncing off the walls ever since.
We’re in the ‘settling in’ phase, restocking our Keurigs, getting our same-’ol furniture in the same-’ol places, picking up our books. In this liminal space, between sugarplums and sutures, our shrinking free-time will sag with increasing weight. Even last night’s normally fabulous martinis began to taste metallically laced with formaldehyde.
Once we’re settled in, our leisure will begin to have the tight, mangled fit of a borrowed jacket. “We’ve got to gear up.” Lisa said, just this morning and even as I type this, my eyes are flitting between my dog-eared copy of Gray's Anatomy and the mcat prep hub.
Classes start in 5 days. Free days burn bright, but disappear in a blink. Time is a precious coin.
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*slumb-over = slumber party
Categories:
metallically, class, fun, holiday, humor,
Form: Free verse
The music cannot be denied,
it unwinds like an articulated dragon
through a metallically ringing void.
Then there is the silk serpent
hidden in the driving engine
the closed-eyed coiling.
The hairs in my ears dance;
the notes are calling out stars;
not the ones we see,
but dark stars
born in the disheveled rooms
of fallen angels.
Categories:
metallically, poetry,
Form: Free verse
She stands at the barbed-wire fence
Her chest heaves up and down
Her picture is taken ~ dogs bark
They are ferocious
The gate in the middle creaks open
admitting her
It slams shut behind her
~ She jumps
The gleaming metal detector
looms before her
She passes through unscathed
Eerie quiet ~ her flesh crawls...
Five girls in all escorted
through the narrow corridor
Footsteps catch in hearts
~ "We are the doomed"
A giant latchkey
inserted into the keyhole...
We are shoved, gasping
into the room
"Welcome to kinder-garten"
intones metallically
I hear dogs bark...I whimper
~ There are no dogs
Categories:
metallically, anxiety, dog, future, kindergarten,
Form: Verse
Cool jazz notes
heady streams
rising phoenix clawed
from urban cellars.
Aural zip jangle
bourbon scents,
the cigarillo blooms
in opiate clouds.
Stray cat trashcans
metallically clatter
off dead zone alleyways
in night humidified.
Zap and jolt
shock inducer gates
at tramline pitstops
on broadway.
Risen fine hair tingles
on the forearm flesh,
aspberger genus fires
autistic focus.
Rainman obsessions
stave peripheral vision,
just neon scribble
lace wet glass.
The street-lore majesty,
gin and loganberry fetish,
collapse unstable
semantic pylons.
Power cable trawling
amniotic pools
I step and stiffen
electrified, infatuated.
Categories:
metallically, life, love, mystery, passion,
Form: I do not know?