kisses
painted on
my
weathered
clockwork
heart
© Michael Raven
Month: December 2020
Score as of New Year’s Eve
Boojum, 3
Hunters of snark, 0
“Beware the Jabberwock, my son!
The jaws that bite, the claws that catch!
Beware the Jubjub bird, and shun
The frumious Bandersnatch!”
Mates.
She awoke to sun pouring through a frayed hole in the shades, a lingering electrical charge where his lips had kissed her breasts, and the sadness that always came with dreaming of that past life.
© Michael Raven
laughter/
web of strangers in iktomi's tangled skein & the heyoka games he plays to wedge split sunder yet binds them closer still stupid fucking people -- hiding in self-defined binds... this i heard from a rock.
© Michael Raven
A big sheet of white paper…
25 years ago today, one of the best comic strips ever, ceased publication while at the top of it’s game (fact, not personal opinion, *nudge nudge*). Here is the last strip.
Happy New Years Eve.
ankh/
my true bride waits at the end of the dark and wooded path with her key and one final dance
© Michael Raven
beltain/
i kiss your sandaled foot as we lay in the beltain grass -- the old rituals on my mind
© Michael Raven
Alley.
He watched with wry amusement as the bicycle cop crept up to the couple having loud sex in the alley below his apartment to slap the man’s bare ass with a leather glove, the moans of lust exchanged with infuriated yelps.
© Michael Raven
dancing/
feather trace fingertips on the inside of your thigh
© Michael Raven
coil/
restless
i wait
for my dreamtime
longing for
release
wrapped in your embrace
© Michael Raven
