Saline Secretions

Excerpts...

"One Warning Too Many"
"A terrible legacy you’ve left me
(this AIDS bequeathment disease),
from your night with that hooker --
that filthy tramp – that sleaze."

"As the Mirror Cracks"
Wearing a bare-butt, splotched garment
she privately awaits the head nurse,
while her idling limo’s parked curbside
(as for unborn babies – a hearse).

"Won’t You ‘Paws’ for the Cause?"
She’s the perfect example (ex racer) –
proof that Greys blossom when saved;
she, being the K-9 , never knew this,
but her death sentence’d been waived.

"My ‘Mother’ I Miss"
A lanky, death angel came knocking
(he stood at my step once again);
my door consequentially swung open
(the crack let his coldness blow in).

"Hot Poker – Cold Death"
She’s most definitely a black widow spider
(as judged by her lascivious disguise).
Her lacquered veneer draws attention
(unchaste enticements – lewd lies).

"-- And the Secrets Whisper"
When she’d whispered, "I am you – you are me.",
I’d felt a lightheadedness (quite faint).
Heel-palming my ears – squeezed my eyes,
shrieked: "That’s not true. No it ain’t!".

"The Pendulous Criss ‘stead of Cross"
I agree that it certainly "sounds" implausible
(to have previously crossed over thru time),
and though I can’t explain it, it happened;
I’d become an epoch-errant, fluked mime.

"Lost Soul Tormented"
The amplified click of the hammer
had echoed sharply that night,
from when I’d pulled the gun’s trigger
with a rapt zealousness of might.