Why cant girls and boys Stay just friends? Raging pheromones and fumbling fingers Push their way between Us, we friends. Kingdoms have fallen over Less and ours was, My dear friend.
He sees her, She smiles, I watch, avidly He walks over, She fiddles with her hair, I yawn, predictably He talks animatedly, She giggles in her airhead way, I snicker, softly
When life gives you lemons Make lemonade they say. But lemons are jaundiced With their pockmarked skin And waxy pores Like an ill new born Squalling in its own sour juices,
The first drop hits the page, An accusatory stain of scarlet on my recycled innocence, Yet quicker it falls like terrible rain On driest desert. A chalice catches those mama-kilya