White

                                                                Today the rain empties

                                                                  All has been silenced

                                                                     In this bareness

                                                                       All are nude

                                                                         Austere

                                                                    And susceptible

Let us hang our masks                                                                And begin again

By the door                                                                                 In a thousand ripples

Next to the wet umbrella                                                            On the mirror

Reveal ourselves                                                                        Broken

Under candelabra                                                                       Exploit

And will shadows                                                                      Forever
To merge                                                                 Our intermittent tenderness                                                                                                                               

Let us tread closer                                                                     On white sheets

And cross lines                                                                          Of Eden

And melt                                                                                There will be no betrayal

In phrases                                                                                  In the rain

In exhaustible                                                                           There are no apples

               long                                                                                             serpents

Never ending                                                                             Only us

The silverware                                                                          Let us prey 

Gleaming                                                                                  While

Reflecting                                                                         We are new and uncovered

Our unusual nakedness                                                            Shivering forms

Narcissus and Echo                                                                  Exposed

Chasing                                                                                     To the fangs of Time.

Let us end----

Let us put away

Caustic words

And open

To a nonsensical nothingness

Of flowery verses

And decorate

With vases

As White-Winged Gods

Populate the room,

Remember      Socrates

hung

bythe  tightnoose

Of Truth.

Once Upon A Time

                                 I might have loved once

Under the shadow of a chestnut tree

Like squirrels we would have

               nibbled at fruits

For a      period.

Made a nest of plastic and glass

     The dregs of man

From the wastes of a civilization

And exhausted our play-thing of a love

On the canvas of a sunset.

                                          I might have let pig Cupid

Aim for me--- Try his luck

As in a casino. While women came

And went

Talking of Michelangelo.

Once I might have loved    where a touch was enough.