Revelation

Revelation

Never mind the Bible's conclusion -- same title.
He watched for the slightest twitch of an eyebrow.
Waiting for rejection, listening to the breathing.
Any slight change could indicate a grave problem.

Takes time for an appropriate response or otherwise.
Expecting tears, he met with dryness and silence.
Never a good sign, either thing.  Still, he would wait.
A man on all fours in an unlit cave, naked.

The coffee, done it's gurgling down, was finished.
She poured two cups, and set them on the table.
Sliding one towards him she lingered, eyes shut.
Her hand said what no words could. I will stay here.

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Trouble?

Trouble?

Lottery winnings can kill a person.
Booze. Smoking. Random sex, or
walking in the middle of the street.
Loss of control, what is it, but danger.

People told me you were trouble
with a capital Don't Go There.
Old and foolish, I saw something else.
Maybe the pilgrim soul in you, sailing.

Definitely more than perfume.
More like the reason I want to smell it.
Not so much the abyss, but the entire
inclination to jump into it.

When you spoke of your loves, I was
transfixed by the zero men mentioned.
In my most audacious moment of life
I felt, somehow, I could speak to you.

And I did, like a lottery winner, I did.
Drinking, breathing, walking star-eyed
through the middle of you, since --
Learning. No one else knows anything.

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An Otter

An Otter

Creeping quietly enough you could have seen it, too.
I went through a very severe period of depression.
A chemical imbalance, this was the diagnosis.

Looking for a cliff high enough, I stumbled on a stream.
The poets do it this way -- that was my actual thought.
Much water in the lungs, this will surely work.

Should I disrobe first? That note I left on the fridge.
For a moment I wondered if I said everything necessary.
My shirt on a branch, snapped it -- CRACK --

A ripple in the water startled me, an otter looking up.
It quit with the fussing on its belly, and peered at me.
Then, diving away, I felt waves rush against my chest.

A chemical imbalance, this was the diagnosis.
I went through a very severe period of depression.
Creeping quietly enough you could have seen it, too.

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Issues

Issues

When you mentioned that you had a few
I admit, my first thought was magazines.
Followed by random bleeding.

But to find out it was about me all along?
Darling -- I would have instantly renewed
my subscription to Modern Mindreader.

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