For summer!

Ah, summer heat that soaks my skin
With golden possibility,
And summer wind that calls, "Begin!"
Then laughs, and wonders why,
Summer leaves that whisper wealth
From indolent facility,
Fruits plump and many with summer's warmth
To fill my hand... And I
Dream lolling clouds above the haze,
My lazy summer fantasies
Of hyacinth flights and marigold days...
I might have been
A butterfly!

When You Want the Top Hot Commodity

Dim the lights and pulse the beat
I only live to feel the heat
To twist and turn, to swing and sway
To pound my swirling thoughts away
To lose myself in words and notes
Because my mind—persistent—dotes
The rhythm fell with heavy breathing
Lo, I found my rage was seething
En masse the harlots swept right through
Wound their way right onto you
Panting, fainting with desire
Tangling with their clueless sire
My empty middle faintly growled
Inwardly I scratched and howled
Waiting, watching, calculating
Twirling soon was aggravating
And you just couldn’t take a hint
Too busy reveling in your stint
As the top hot commodity
You failed to spare yourself for me
So with teeth and claws and burning eyes
I fought through to claim my prize
Sweat-soaked gazes dared collide
You jumped on to catch the ride
Twining fingers, hands on hips
Coyish smiles on bitten lips
Sing you and me, breathe me and you
Tune in and maybe get a clue
Sway with me, trill in tune
Fate won’t give us time to swoon
Take me now, don’t wait so long
We only have to the end of the song
Time must pass, the beat will die
And then, what more of you and I?
We either die with this song’s end
And live our lives as friends, just friends
Or you can try and take this chance
Everything, my dear, starts with a dance

~Kassi~

Sonnet of sorts

' Ever let the wind be in my ears,
And never let the rain be at my throat;
For if the wind were whispers, rain were tears:
To secrets I'd be near, to sighs remote.
And should the river run her course in time,
Carrying me and storm's lot to the sea,
Then let the waves be rhythm, foam be rhyme,
And down the poem's current let me flee.
Like, should my ink outrun the course of thought,
Into the sea of feeling she should plunge.
A-swirl on a raft, I doubt I'd float--
But I've the Muse's breath to fill my lungs.
Effortless and regretless trav'ler, I,
Between the winds and waters, free to fly.

- Alexa

Time Is Passing

Time a general element of life
The One controls beautiful night and day
The clock, man wants to stab with a sharp knife
But he also controls the lavish pay

How tensions rise and crowds begin to cry
They will be smothered, crippled, and encaged
It’s the apocalypse so man might die
Incessant toil, privation, the crowd raged

An article was verbosely written
Oh, those vibrant words engulfed great passion
He stood up, the crowd at his side spoken
The One was destroyed and spared no ration

The day came when there were once working clocks
But tomorrow they dissembled as rocks


By The pres Alex

Wordly Abandon

My words have left me here
I fear
Run off to find a worthy ear
They pranced away, my thoughts in tow
To trill their tunes
But I don’t know
The verses there
The verses here
Ripped out my hair
For you, my dear
I fear
My words escaped, crept lightly off
I was stuck to sigh and scoff
Calculating to derive
How to get out of this alive
I worried there
I worried here
Anxiety shares
The space with fear
Oh dear
I never meant to complicate
From a to b to integrate
Insanity
Profanity
And a damn near loss of humanity
Don’t you see?
There can be no stopping me
I burned right through with enthalpy
My words escaped this melted mess
Saved themselves from sheer distress
Spewed their logos to the masses
Ethos languished still in classes
The pathos far
The pathos near
Can’t hope to spar
With the letters here
I fear
The rhetoric isn’t clear
S, p, d filled up in line
The derivative was two roots of sine
The answer’s A
No, B
No, D
You’re all wrong
The answer’s Z
My words have left, abandoned ship
Now I’m stuck to sway and slip
The rigging’s there
The oars are here
The electrons are shared
The ideas won’t cohere
I fear
My words have left me here

~Kassi~
*suffering from post midterm stress disorder*

Night chills

barefoot -
night chill -
shivery empty house
(everyone's asleep)
downstairs, the light is on
glaring down on the kitchen table -
Dad's up late
fingers pinching his temple
stacks of bills
and the old clock with grating gears
-
"Go back to bed, Sweetheart.
Don't you worry."

- Alexa

Of Boys and Their Pride

It’s funny, really, how most boys
Seem to think that women are their toys
But I have no price, I can’t be bought
And plasticine I am not
But go ahead, boys, have your fun
I don’t belong to anyone
Try to own me. I dare you, now
Bet you wouldn’t even know how
Oh, I see you’re a bit distressed
That I refuse to be possessed
Does my defiance upset your world?
Defiance is only the first petal unfurled
So now you’ll talk, you’ll rave and rant
My attention, though, will be quite scant
Listen? Please, don’t make me laugh
You have the eloquence of a giraffe
And the vocabulary, I must say, of a pig
Oh look, now you’re talking really big
To make up for smaller things, I’m sure
I’ll bet Viagra has a cure
Did that offend your manly pride?
Good, ‘cause I’ve just hit my stride
Try to leave; you’ll only fall
You can’t resist a Siren’s call
You swear that I’ll regret the day
That I sat and let you walk away
Oh, how easily these boys forget
That I’m unlike anyone they’ve ever met
I won’t wallow in Desire
I will revel in the fire
But they, I fear, will simply burn
No, these boys will never learn
They’ll still be screaming out my name
They forget that, above all, it’s a game
I’ve trumped them in skills, and certainly in brains
Yet somehow they still think they hold the reins
Silly boys, don’t you see?
It’s you who’ll regret tangling with me
I am no man’s simple toy
I’ll make of you a helpless boy
Don’t bother fighting; you won’t win
My curves will send you for a spin
In this fair game of love and lust
Give up now (you really must)
Or play until you meet your demise
You’ll find it here, inside my eyes

~Kassi~