the last sin
  pale ashen sky
a bleary eye
clouds of recurring screams...
i am a zoo
  an octopus leviathan
tentacles into an ocean
of unformed emotions...
syphilis and love  
  syphilitic pall
stifles the clear blue
i contort...
shell and pearl
  amidst highs and lows
in life's ocean flows
a shell peony-mouthed...
i am an unmarried mother
  fed on stings
of barbed milk morality
my child-plankton...
the lovers
  cell upon cell
bridge of their union
hung on the pillars...
  ogre of age
and time cavil
at a warm picture...
the young today
  innocence thaws
at the altar
of ambition...

the lovers

cell upon cell
bridge of their union
hung on the pillars
of dewdrops and dreams
over the river of life
was it a sudden tide that shook
or rusty seepage that ate
into the columns

lying breath to breath
amid fading dew
and sweat beads
they felt cold tremors
run down their half -burnt
half -chilled bones
fwould they rush to life
and rebuild
or drown?
gibran, can they?

unprepared they were tossed
in love’s unremitting ocean
and let themselves be flown
to new lands
storm subsided waves silenced
fresh air balmed their burns
soft moon tip -toed in slowly
they opened their eyes
to yet another conquest