Sarah v2

Angel
Oh, I’m looking!
Away, every time
Or force,
my face
and yours
away

But for Sarah, a smile builds
Your restless hand, dials in the wind
Power for that cheeky crook grin
Jitter and skitter, and break in some windows
Crack the facade
speech - the price of teeth
that ersatz visage
Bumbled nerve, and fumbles.

Silence
and time dilation,
Welcome swept from your eyes
in a flick of cyan tails
And your lust, and my guts via the chords of the gullet

Slap
cold counter top. To meet your back
My mind pushes time’s patience
I’m stumped again, where Albert fare
Confidence, can con the conscious
Chinks, of failed conquest only pique today
Etching a resting place, left to rust
Dry and flake

It’s my turn to adjust some hands
in my conscious, fading hue of cyan
In silence