Love, uncompromisingKiss me, you say,Love, uncompromising by sunshinegypsy
kiss my nose.
Sing! A demand from
the back of the car.
Sing louder, swing me higher,
spin, until you laugh,
until you stop crying. Do you want
Do you want to curl like shrimp
on the couch, do you want to read
about duchesses in compromising
positions who are always quick
with a pun, paint our toenails
Ravishing Red in the backyard,
cold enough to see our breath,
a blue-eyed dog with her head
in our laps.
FallFall by RichardLeach
Something fell. How could a sound so loud
have been a dream? Yet how could a sound
so loud have left a silence thick as this?
There is so little sound you might be deaf.
You say, "hello," softly, to the dark.
You hear your voice clearly through the air.
The lighted clock says four A.M.
Did something fall? It could have been a dream.
It may have been the picture in the hall.
Why did you hang it with a single nail?
Or was it something not so near as that,
whose size and mass you cannot say?
Was it here in the city, a block away,
a mile? There would be sirens, surely.
Or was it something both near and far -
did a world slip down a stair,
from one step to the one below?
Whose was it, then? Or was it yours alone?
In the morning you will know.
It was not a dream. Something fell.