shaking salt. add pepper

Here's the spoken word for the piece i wrote this morning... I want to thank you all for adding pepper and salt to my eggs, you really made it interesting at high noon on a sunday. In return I took the liberty to rid you of those nasty demons which were casing you and infiltrating your energies. I gave them all a (verbal) lashing, and they should not bother anyone again. In fact, I turned them on to the UFC and they got really excited to get in the ring and take one another out like that. So call them ancient history!       xxx    KatYa

love awhile

the chamomile had a calming influence on the chakras
her body armour softened
made room for essential oils
to drain into the pores
silently
tagging the aura
like spraypaint coating
the locomotive
on the rails
southwest of Portland
getting rusty
in the face of the sea
tagging
the land with
salt

the dogs began to wag their tails
the alpha cat slunked up to
the beta
whose tail thickened
to half a fox
as they met
in mid-air
in the underbelly
of the salty vapor
essence of
rainbow

she was interested
in HER

not suddenly...
slowly
gradually
watched over time
over classroom desks where
the art
was mastered

chalk lines
dusty fresh
dripping heat
of knowledge
out of a vacuum
into central air

conditioned
cities

fucking like
ladies
proper
synched
commensurate
ecstatic

wow