Absolution

I wake but don’t
I tell you what I dreamt of
& tell you emphatically

Staring into the void
with such abandonment
desirous to /Da Vinci] with words

Yet here I sit with my palette
An oil based vocabulary tends to s
                                                             l
                                                               i
                                                               p

smear&drip paint
Pain
Paint

–LM

Checking Out

A lucky discovery! Or more
likely a lackluster recovery so
resilient, vehemently infectious—-
this/brave/new/front:

Believe it is indeed an affront
for all my affections… well,
I can’t spell it out it’s too dangerous
& I can’t scream it out it won’t exit

Is it normal or abnormal I’m undecided
Obsession suppression or aggression
I’m crammed way down inside it///
These words won’t bereave_______me,

You can.

–LM

(Authors Note: running with live wires at 4 AM)