oroboroSoroboro

someone had a notion to peregrinate
that someone got potted, got someone else laid
i faked a riveted smile then poked my nose
resolutely into my tummy button

the passersby took their morbid snapshots
each burst extracting the soul from time
still i did not change my compromised pose
i had no use for these silly social critiques

i took a pen and unbolted my daybook
i wrote this heading: how i lost my summer
buried myself alive under the rose
in hopes of rising from the grave by fall

 

by TETIANA ALEKSINA & TONY SINGLE
© All rights reserved 2016

Good bye

A night builds own imperium.
A shadow steals my soul.
If my life is aimless delirium
Then death is a worthy goal.

An open window. Like drops of milk
These clouds in anthracite sky.
I finished a verse. I uncurtained silk.
I stepped on the sill. Good bye

 

by TETIANA ALEKSINA
© All rights reserved 2014