Diminished is My Way

I could exhaust many a thing

the stinging, pelts of rain

the ferreted holes to the world below

strident waters, black and deeper than thought

matter deliberately flung to the ground

yet, cannot be sought.barren tree

Diminished is my way when I am not free to walk.

In transient, stillness down a one way path, I find myself unable to look back.

I could exhaust many a thing

never to repeat all that is scattered behind me.

Love Before

A preacher’s hands, faded from dust and copper.

An orator’s trade loud with the sounds of rustling hearts.

Let you love now…

For you knew not love before.

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If you love now.

Love,

love,

some more.”

“For love is never doomed to be mourned.”

 

Flesh of Word

No light or dark.

In the field of nothingness…only dragons un-slayed.

Plunging limbs of thought…tell me,

‘stoned walls’ corral without release…temptress choreographs with open deceit.

Amidst slender gestures that wrap my decadence around her fingers

…release, release, release.

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Only a bosom for my crib.

Delicate as a bed of silence…movement, no sound.

Only flesh of word allow the urge to leave.

In the light or dark.

There are sensual curves in the open crevices.

Captured, they and I, continue on with our battle…erotic…forbidden attacks.

Light early morn.

Dark late dawn.

With walls crumbling and bearings not straight.

Never is conflict finished.

Only flesh of word allow the urge to leave.

 

National Pet Day 2019

Vanity: the original hate crime

There are many things I’ve always wanted to know about my animals.  Such as, why did you eat that, how did you get yourself in there, when hell freezes over, you’ll love me, and…where on earth did you get that thing that looks like an over cooked bat?

For national pet day, I gathered my brood and announced, there will be a new and improved, sheriff in town.  Everyone just turned and walked away, as is typical.  Therefore, I went on-line to find out…WTF is wrong with these animals?

-Cats don’t typically meow at each other—that’s a communication tool reserved for their humans. According to Science of Us, in a 2003 study, researchers at Cornell University recorded meows from 12 cats in five typical scenarios; when they played the meows for humans, the people who either had cats, interacted with cats, or liked cats were far more successful in deciphering the scenario. According to the lead author, Nicholas Nicastro, cats are very good at changing their vocalizations depending on the situation: The 7 a.m. “feed me” call, for example, is longer and has more energy in the lower frequencies, while the “adopt me” meow at the local shelter is shorter and equal in low and high frequencies. After millennia of working together, each species has managed to figure out what the other one wants.

-Goldfish have a reputation as short-lived creatures, but given proper care, they can live as long as 30 years in captivity. The oldest captive goldfish ever recorded was won at a fair in 1956 and died in 1999 at age 43.

-Many dogs have a condition nicknamed “Frito Feet,” in which their feet smell little bit like corn chips. As Matt Soniak wrote in a Big Question on this site, this has to do with the kind of bacteria found on a pup’s feet, and “could be due to yeast or Proteus bacteria. Both are known for their sweet, corn tortilla–like smell. Or it could be Pseudomonas bacteria, which smell a little fruitier—but pretty close to popcorn to most noses.”

-One survey found that 81 percent of cat owners let their felines sleep on the bed, compared to 73 percent of dog owners.

-According to the ASPCA, around 2.7 million shelter animals are adopted each year.

-One of the biggest differences between human behavior and cat behavior is the way we approach social interaction. Humans thrive off of establishing and maintaining relationships; we like to talk, touch, and make eye contact with one another. We interpret a lack of social interaction as something negative.

Cats, on the other hand, do not feel a particular need to engage in interactions that do not interest them. Their ancestors were somewhat solitary animals, and they generally did not communicate through sounds. Cats feel no obligation to constantly show their affection, even to their guardians! Your kitty isn’t being rude or spiteful, or even trying to ignore you; they just don’t feel like hanging out right now.

-Dogs receive more olfactory information about the environment with their head outside than inside the car, according to Robin Foster, Ph.D., research professor of animal behavior at the University of Puget Sound.

“The air being forced into the dog’s nose may intensify the odors,” Foster told The Dodo. “Even a dog who can’t get his head out the window, he will spend a lot of time sniffing at a gap in the window – probably gathering real-time intel on the current location.”

 

Thus, my ‘intel’ tells me…

Ride with the window down in the middle of winter.  Wait until my cat comes to me…before I fawn over it.  Adopt, adopt, adopt!  It is far better to lay down with the ‘cat’ than the stinky dog!

Leaning and Loving

I brighten when she and I mend and bind together.

No religion, no oblivion, just a feeling I wish to hold.

There is no mask I could wear that her fingers cannot trace.

When leaning her warmth into me…

My love understands, my mind…a porch swing.

Something high-strung…

An accident preparing for catastrophe.

When she leans into my darkness…

She leans into the darkness…nonetheless.