Dandy Stranger

I would ask you questions, if I could watch your mouth for answers
Is perfection so wondrous, if it cannot speak?
It's said, there are many ways to communicate without the aid of sound.

I rest easy then, knowing you were made stoic and emerald-eyed.
Let me claim your precious hand always, guide me between the lines.

This night is my hazy summer,
hot, languid and perfect.
Our words are like scrumped cider,
giddy, fresh and clouded with giggles.
As nature intended.

Shuffle my love & enter, there is only you and I.
(Speak up for I am deaf)
Our world is as underwater, peaceful but devoid.
(The thing that is my soul is slipping)
Rest your head & be not afraid.
(My gentle piano)
Feel as I do, you will hear at last
(Louder I say! More so..)
Again I say - could you repeat that?
(So I seem to them without my right mind?)
Please don't shout! I read lips
(So I retreat and hold you to me)
My gentle maestro..only you can know.
(How can I explain to them?)
You let your music speak.

1. Feed us at the same time daily

2. Give us a share of all that you eat, including bogies.

3. Feed us whatever delights we demand, upset tummy or not. We of course expect you to clean up the resulting "issues "

4. Allow us to drink from the sink and shower, regardless of the mess it creates (It is hardly our fault that you cannot lick yourself as we do)

5. Spend at least 6 hours a day entertaining us.

6. Do not wake us from our sleep to entertain you, the cheek of it!

7. Do not whine if we are being contrary. This is our fuzzy prerogative.

8. Under no circumstances bathe or groom us. We don't enjoy it and frankly we prefer to stink.

9. If in the process of following rule eight you discover that we have fleas ticks or sores, it is then your responsibility to dispense correct treatment immediately.

10. One toilet roll per week must be purchased for the express purpose of wanton destruction.

11. Let us climb on your lap when we wish, not when you do. Fuzzies are family members, not pets.

12. Love us as we love you, with blind unconditional devotion.

13. All these demands must be met before your own, or we will not give you a moments peace.


Signed

Devin (Shih Tzu) & Smokey (Mixed-breed Feline)

It seems so simple to me, as when I breathe.
Second nature’s words,

Like a piano phrase, Layered, embellished.
Thoughts on a theme.

This medium, so stern in its modernity.
Is softened yet by you and I.

So deafened am I, amidst the sea.
A white noise of nothingness.

This crystalline echo,
Mine only Hopeful Island

You and I are small-time elegant crooks.
Our smiles, the perfect crime.
We were never lovelier.
In that moment, we hoodwinked them all.

I'll start the car now?
Shake the clip..
I think we should go home…

For E.B

She let the wind touch her; kiss her with a slight upward turn of her jaw. The darkness had fallen long ago and dusk was waiting in the wings to lift her, in the final controlled limp fall – held until the cheers of silence fade away.

She was aware of no one but the whisper on her shoulder, the voice that was life’s own sweetness - The truth. Her every muscle aware of it’s pained place in this music less duet. Her partner pushed her to believe, to move.

Was than that she ran, leaping with the stars. Her freedom a trade, fading as her fingers touched them. Her elegant line, a line of hope, breathing as she ran – fast and stricken. The world bending and changing, how fate would shape it.

The shadows came out to hold her. The whisper bent to kiss her, dusk gave way to brilliance. In it’s hold, they were lifted - like moths to a flame. All at once the two became the flame. Consumed now, so that they may consume.

Complete.