A Kind of Travesty

As you fall the cream colored cat
flicks her paw at you in disgust.

Falling you recall how the laundry
is stuck on the spin cycle.

Ahhhhh—a windfall grants
you the wherewithal.

Falling your nano is flung white
into oblivion.

As you fall you wonder
what is underneath
it all.

- Laura LeHew

(added 11.02.08)

Split Skin
a wave waltz

blame
hawk like
quills
aching
betrayal
as though
flames
pale breath
retracted
whips myopic
clarity
beneath
words
as though
soft
lilacs
bent
inky
tears

- Laura LeHew

(added 11.02.08)

A Pre-Existing Condition
a pantoum

you might be the voice I hear
thanks for making me pretty
like the scent of blood
at a two star Travelocity price

thanks for making me
a secret we have to keep
like the price of stars
or love crimes

those secrets we’ve kept
biting the back of my neck
crimes of love
a final decapitation

biting
like the fresh scent of blood
finally
you are the voice I hear

- Laura LeHew

(added 11.02.08)