Good morning love

Good morning love

A cat named Boots Kitty

woke me up at 5 a.m.

with a plastic mouse offering

and asked me for food and water

and to stay and cuddle for a while

I am horrified by the cruelty of children

 I am horrified by the cruelty of children

She asked me to refrain from guessing

long enough

to sketch the knot on the graphite noose

that looped

between double-spaced lines we used

To practice cursive on.

How twine-ridden shame became

a childhood game

I did not question while lying

Prone under the oak tree swing

of a warm Southern day

Like diamonds

Like diamonds

Obscure it in boughs of leafy words to suffocate

the light from earth which festers

firestorms crackling to birth.

let scatter the wind, let collect the breeze.

Obfiscate it in language, in poetry, in prose,

in action or romance or skyhigh apartments or plummeting

temperatures rising.

and whispers off tiny drums, echoing delight

Darken nights with brandished rights of day

which accumulate in sands of glass

turned on their side.

loosen the patterns, fabric to fray

Here the melancholic time, here

the subliminal rhyme, here 

the paradox, here 

the sublime.

like diamonds rusting divine