Please enjoy a sample from my poetry collection, Dandelion Fuzz, available on Amazon:
Victimizing, high-heeled scrutiny of a whirling sepulcher
acid pellet storm.
I like those overgrown lips that trip and let loose-equipped
down like an oozing form of Vaseline, diluted in tree sap.
Speak now before the rabbits haste to the inviting podium
those threatening the same.
She grips the burning, quick-moving rope that bleeds her
despairing, forced by her own will
to close the lock and keep on.
They push her down.
Clean-faced and absorbed in
self, self, self
from the starting line until the
Inharmonious slave in a freakish place, starving of public
and sun-scarred rib bones.
Crawling forward with lifted chin
and mind pointed up at heaven.
They push him down.
But the turn will be seated and receive all that is.
Revenge has the scent of a sex-driven perfume
and the relief of a cool fountain in Death Valley.
Militant through violent-abandoned peace.
Words, significant and outstretched.
Transparent beads on the outskirts of reality and life,
they will survive,
vacant of self and true humanity.
Absent sugar barrier
and lace transformed to colossal leaves.
Absent hate, absent violence, absent stereotypes.
Women and men and love
and nothing more but a few dogs
with loyal smiles and honest security.