Thursday, November 25, 2010

Silk







These strands of silk
Were spun,
Especially for you…
And your meticulous,
Eight legged host
Will tuck you in tight,
Before putting you to sleep:
Come hither, come hither…






-Jason





They tied between us
a silken knot
before we circled the holy fire
seven times
and became tied for life.
Then we watched the years go by
and the knot remained, tightly tied.
Mine rose to my throat.
Yours to the stomach.
We could have undone.
We could have pulled it apart.
But we’d gotten a little too used
To the silken part.

-Nikita
 
















Monday, November 8, 2010

Crescent











The look on your face,
devouring
satisfaction or
something else,
what could I give you-
and never have myself?
Like that bar of chocolate
with the missing bite.
that you took out of me.

-Jason






You’re seeing only a sliver
forlorn and lonely in the night sky.
The moon is still whole.
It just doesn’t know it
yet.





-Nikita















Wednesday, October 27, 2010

Roof














The sheet of blue plastic,
In a corner,
On the pathway,
By the road.
When it pours
you’ll find limbs, toes,
a tail-
And patient eyes waiting
knowing
it would be over soon.

-Jason


   


Pull away my blankets
snatch my skies in one smooth move
and throw me out
roofless in the rain.
For that is the only way I shall ever taste
Again.

Water thou art
and to water 
thou shalt forevermore return.

-Nikita















Thursday, October 21, 2010

Feet






   


the marble floor
tarmac, sand and snow-
my feet have felt them all.

they carry me through
and every time i walk
these feet leave a trail-

look how far i've come.


-Jason


        


they were washed in rose water
wiped with the softest cloths
and painted with the finest designs.

the rites were performed correctly.

and then the bride
was told to step 
into a dish of colored water
and leave a bloody trail
all over her new home.

-Nikita














Friday, October 15, 2010

Red










Violet
Indigo
Blue
Green
Yellow
Orange
(and conspicuous by its absence-
staining teeth, bedsheets,
flower buds and thread)
Not the colour purple
but...

-Jason






she looked around for a sign.
fairy lights twinkled
from the sides of the street.
and endless rows
of tail lights
stretched ahead of her in lines.
both colored in the same vein.
and still they said
the most different things.
she looked around desperately
for a sign.

-Nikita