BEYOND THE OUTSIDE

I stand facing you, tormented
with a cloak of secrecy.
Blankly I stare, with a
cluttered mind.

You wonder where I have gone,
so quiet the conversation has
turned.  Perhaps I didn't
hear the question, so
you ask again and
reality once again
connects to the
tangle in my
mind.

I answer and everything to you is normal again.
It was just a brain lapse, we all have them, you rationalize.

My cloak of secrecy begins to
unravel and what you see
causes you consternation.
I seem to be not whom
I seem to be.

There is angst on my face, from
where it comes you have no
clue.  Then I instigate a
verbal spar with you,
while I watch from
afar.

You don't understand, but
things are as they are-

Beyond the outside.

copyright d.a.white 5/10/2013

LOVE

Fiery amorous strokes
sent scents
through gasps of 
exaltation.

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The Haircut

Optimistically entering the salon,
Forcefully, heated, aqua attacking the strands,
Then she  sits.

Like sheep, she waits.

Her cliipper has a
sound, like a wall of mosquitos.
Then nothing.

She waits for the bite but feels nothing.

The shearer uses the shears and gets paid.

Alice looks in the looking glass.

She cries Help.

.

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Moon's Song

I will step on the moon
gliding smoothly toward you.

Though distance may part us,
the moon still unites us.
When once again on the moon,
I come home to you.

It seems as if time stood still
when we parted.

So we embrace and travel the
moon together.
And I give you my love on the moon.

And I give you my love on the moon.

copyright d.a.white 4/2013