Namesake

I came upon a murder one day
beset with black
but tarnished bloody all the same.
'Sweet nether-birds,' I said
'And friends of frenzied words-
I departed dearly known to live again
What chance do I have here?'

Said the murder to my voice
disparaging a grim repose
'Harken not to avian ears,
but keep thy eyes to ground,
for in thy past, thy eyes were cloudward
'tis better-far-to mind thy steps.'

Second verse by Joshua Kulla

Absolved

Sleep- the universal equivalent
As you and I lengthen our limbs
An ivory contrast
In the outstretched black of the evening

Golden walls and pale skin
Uphold the morning’s glow awhile

I Seek An Erotic Photographer

I seek an erotic photographer
A jealous paramour
For the nightly nuances of
You and me
No sickly seed of Cotard
Upon the comforter
Just life
In true form