Long Glass of Optimism
Punchline of smile
Some sweat drops to thigh
Trapped, sealed lips and laps
Run under that marathon smile
Van Nuys hot sky.
Supply me some time to dance in
Time so dizzy and sleepy
Like sugar melts to tongue
I want you like a ton of
Bricks of you,
My seventy dollar princess
To this romantic fool.
Arm over Paradise
Slipping into wet darkness
Of possessed Gods with
Gleeful ruin at mouth
Mush me into madness
Drive me, robot trucks!
Handle loads with boots
And primitive bumper teeth
Kiss me whole world! Just this day?
Movie Kids’ Maze
Some twisted trails bar anvil
Just crush the thin vows of my will
Jotting down your shy bells, lacy limbs
And vowels so much spin
In your trance told well
Pretty toes, painted jail
She likes collect calls
To her tales told sleepy
Of nods from the blind man’s lust
Just prisoner to cravings
Swing into the maze of movies
Just give me your opportunities
And I will make you
Wonder my each plan
Movie star looks long ago
Star man with age and experience
Stares that now he senses
Those broken hearts torn
In smiles with thorns and a rose
Torn into seventy Chloes just
Bring me home to your
Seven hundred worries every where
Tieing your panties into frilly knots.
Corner Pocket Posies
Cornered in with consequences
Just inept with posie senses
Flowers with velvet touches
And just enough to sway
Votes on mattress of contempt
Temptation silhouette with
Slow regards with fast life three songs
Just the tip of things that tick
Sick love heroine, love sick green
Give me day to fix my muse
Is my mission moonlit
Smiles minutes before Christmas
And axe with her eyes when dares
Swallow my fears to a corner
That old corner grind
Feeling helpless with posies
Twisting ties with smiles and lies
Tell me this is special no difference.
Pogo Mission
Anthem and jewels
Nothing but drinks to ceiling
Folding together on floor
So much fun when it’s left
To no feelings just the iceberg
With learning and lettuce
Raking money piles in a sty
Touch the sky with more bounce
Break it up alive and high
Strut to the ceiling
But she is holding the sky to limits
With dancer and a pogo mission.
Distant at First Glance
Distant lover puppy eyes glide
To the back of a bay with tide
Money hook on today and on you
Stole this moment from nest
Just quietly sharing a kiss
Of our shared breath
You felt the words grow distant
And silence brought angel with
Hands stretched wide, heart sounds
Love with a glow of your skin
Makeup mark-ups, tinted glass
In the back of class bright man
Sunless smile but so quick
To invade your tangled senses come
Fly on the furious train,
Race horses and planes, Pacific sky.
Sweetie in a Sty
Sweet pie, rake in mouthful of memories
And drink a measure of sanity
Just an hour away with
More opportunities: Me??!!!?!
With a smile, intense look
Telling you more
About what you must do
With commands of
A no hat fool
Pencils drawn to portrait God
Gobbled with groans and regrets
Like a sea opening up to saints
You pushed Chloe to hunt Moses
Fainting, passion expelled
Quiet and tense listening to mess
Of many relationships fractured
With threats of “I’ll be back”
Codes with locks and nowhere is best
Underpass swimming in stress
Drug teams with back packs and tents
Pressing images of broken homes and
Hearts in head
Just come quietly, spread
God’s butterflies into red tie event.
Sway to the Corona of paupers
Instead of royalty.
Money trees have bitter bark
Dogs by trunks with roots adrift
Buckling mortar, brittle morals
When she walks by with stiletto heels
Crushing plans like heavy boots.
–Saleem, August, 2021
