Poems
by A.J. Huffman
My Mind Recedes
with the waves. I watch
it float, thoughtless and carefree,
pulled by a tide it no longer cares
to comprehend. It sees my body
as sand it can dissolve and wash away.
I wish it well,
as the wind decrees we shall no longer be
anything but microbial blessings
following the breeze.
I Dream in Shark
Prone body poised to breach,
erupts in avalanche of aggressive force.
Hunger is the only language
I understand. Need
paints my eyes black.
I see only red.
Attack is the dance of my desire.
I feel the pulse of life,
fading in midnights teeth. I open
my eyes. Light
is the only regret I know.
Of Hive
hidden
hanging
communion
of busy
buzzing
bodies
making
honey
Im
home
I Am Building
a profession, a tower, something
erected, intended to reach
heaven, a structure
of large size,
facilities, an establishment
for factors of manufacturing,
a dwelling, to endure, sustain,
withstand without yielding
or submitting, the basis,
the groundwork of anything,
the lowest division, the act
of founding, of establishing
growth.
A Touch of Champagne
Inebriated amalgamation. A bubble-
catching shade richer than beige,
paler than gold. Picture perfect waterfall-
fed pool of reflection. Tint
in crystalled toasting vessel. The giggle-gifter,
echoing around a weddings kiss.
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