[Kay Syrah]

We split a clementine
first cut was yours,
the second mine,
and passed to you
and back to me again,
we slowly stripped
its easy skin,
and laid upon the table
the rust of orange coat
so lightly flayed,
and succulent fruit
we bared upon
the hope of shared
delight, a section
for you and one
for me, chins dripping
in sweet delight.
And orderly sections
fell to what we both
desired, and after
all, the zest remained
sweet acrid coat of
what we demanded
of a simple fruit.

[Soaring Feather]

Lovely.

[Soaring Feather]

Sad Gymnast of Inertia

you are transfixed by
Invisible strings
Puppet like humanoid
Caught suspended
in a hard place

Struggle to move
Mountains, collect
the beaches sand,
Grain by grain,
....All in vain.

Sad Gymnast of inertia
Heavy burden
as hard water
Rust in the veins
Flat liner....

Sad Gymnast of Inertia
Lock jaw mime
Devil may care
Rhyme
in time warped
Occupancy of
Astro space

Oligarchical
Ruler in a land
of jesters, comics
Half wits, fools.

Sad Gymnast of Inertia...

bentfeather
a/k/a MLH
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