Transfiguration

Petrified, my heart
Refuses your vain entreaties
Deny the charm of your
Silver-plated words
Which do insinuate
Like cold serpents.
Give me your kiss of sin
So I may spit the poison
Into the well of your being
Which I devour —
A rapacious beast.

Keeper

Dark hearts dipped in dark ink
Left smoldering, ashy-bitter
In attic corners
Teeth-chatteringly patient
For the pleasured thrust
Of your fanged consumption
Pale before the musky thrill
Of preparing
(For you)
A sumptuous (murderous)
Meal.

Attention Seeker

A cat the color of ginger root
Escapes the confines of the pharmacy
And paces by the knees of passersby.
Although pretending coolness
He stays long enough
For a quick caress.

Leopard

In winding jungle
A black leopard stalks her prey
Feathered death-throes

Degrees of Foresight

An animal happiness
Is a simple one
Of food today
And a subconscious inkling of winter
Gathering and caching
The bounty of fall
But not remembering
The lean scrabbling in frost

Quiver

A long-eared rabbit
Scents the air for joy and love
Quivering with hope