VENUSIAN REGNANT / 09181018

October 1 = apple upside down cake, tea, new brakes, a kernel and a knife in your pocket; woe and wings.

LE RETOUR D’APHRODïTE / 09191019

When Venusians reign and we admit our flying unidentifieds; when you miss her more all the time. . . then you’re pulled into a kiss of equal cups and you turn the volume higher.

diaric, poetry

The JASPER VESSEL / 08190919

For when you’re vestal and a smash with a fresh spray of roses and yer primline neat with what you need to do. *And how!*, in B&W.

diaric, poetry

PUSH, PUSH LADY LIONINE / 07190819

… and where is that harmony? Sweet harmony is when the roaring continues uninterrupted over the gaps of shifting channels. linear time is a joke. when you order an iced honeybear at the halfwit wormhole and plan on the three levels of love-worn pages in the neighborhood-nearby future

diaric, poetry

FISHING IN THE DARK / 06190719

When tears of a drowning pool and your other half wakes you up early to tell you ‘we’re going to war,’ after his own end-of-world dreams. Time for the after-party–invites out, sneakers in the mail, and a new set of clubs. . .

diaric, poetry

GONNA WARM MY BONES / 05190619

Quand Gemeaux, morning sunshine! The Lovers spiff up from the conjoin portal, in emerald gold and bloom from the wild pasture down the moonlight mile. A fever, if you let it.

diaric, poetry

GOLDENROD BAM-BAMBINA / 04190519

When there’s stained glass for piety, and nemeses emerge; in the wild pasture, down a two-lane sidewinder—a matter of safety, or a rendezvous?

diaric, poetry

KEEP PLAYING WITH ME / 03190419

n i’ll dogwalk u hoes. tfw u got yr bag w/ a tape
of a touch of mink and ur mental mines’ Mitchumy––dread-looming knuckles and a true-footed saxophone––drop your shades, O &
that bottle hit different when i bust it across your head . . .