Tomoki Hayasaka
There is only this moment
Headlights and horns blaring
Moonskin eyes sere and cavernous
Knuckles tense and gutless
Like the womb of a prepared fish
*
The scarf around my neck
Sticks in the axle of your left wheel
That queer oscillating grimace
Vital to the propulsion
Of your defecting asylum
*
We gather feathers and rifts
Powered Juniper wishes
Which disintegrate between
Our intimating and indulgent lips
*
Why must we speak of misery
As if a sacred elixir brewed
By our ancestors and given in infancy?
As if it were the primary ingredient
Of our cellular composition
Like hemoglobin only darker
mindlovemisery 
Very very great……
Goodmorning…..
Marcello
Thank you so much!
Fabulous Yves, great response to the wordle, you have shaped your message so very well. Loved it.
Thank you Michael =)
Viscerally profound. Great work, well done.
Thanks Mike! What a wonderful compliment
juniper wishes….ha…i like
though your scarf getting caught in the axle sounds deadly….
happy monday to you
I was thinking of Isadora Duncan I think
You too Brian =)
Scary, because it reminds me a lot of a dream I once had, especially this part:”We gather feathers and rifts
Powered Juniper wishes
Which disintegrate between
Our intimating and indulgent lips”. it sucks a little because now I cant write about it, you already did haha 😀
I love the way you crafted this, it reads like an emotional ritual.
Thank you much Oloriel =) Funny when I am writing for prompt I always think we will accidentally write the same thing which I know is nearly impossible but for some reason I think we could do it lol
Lovely, the last stanza is particularly profound. 🙂 🙂
Thank you so much Helen =)
Awesome post. Cheers.jalal
Thanks Jalal!
Great write using the prompt. That last stanza is wonderful! Really, it could stand on its own.
Thanks Melanie!
Your book is beautiful.
Did you order my book Mark? I am so glad you think so =)