Hi Ku Cat

[butters]

I'm cooking tonight, wish me luck

bend the ingredients to your will

 

[HarryHill]

bend the ingredients to your will

..
turned out pretty good, but I'm thinking the Jalapeno was a mistake even though it was small
..
Deep in the night
Harry rolls on the bed,
touches flesh not his
sinks into you deep
in the night

 

[HarryHill]

too quiet on the hill
short that canine call,
deep and challenging,
or just yelling yahoo to the world
ears lost but the heart still hears
bruised by the sound

 

[butters]

 

[HarryHill]

I've finally done it,
broke that shoddy pair of Wal~Mart glasses
defective from the start, bad design or grindage,
lens' popping out to the floor
gorilla glue and obscene prayer,
old spectacles and a hopeful squint,
nope

 

[HarryHill]

Glacial months grind

 

[HarryHill]

Glacial months grind

Sudden melt, dribble
..
ghazal should be a dance, not form,
performed in skirt's like tents
worn slack 'til spun or flared
as followed hands play the air,
turn a tent into a flower
above pirouette stem,
revealing the lovely dancer
sans thin apparel
changing to a butterfly

 

[HarryHill]

Blue bee, glum sock monster
perched above the sea of me
washing about their silicon cliffs

 

[HarryHill]

I've pushed my glasses up my nose
dozen times or more
invisible specs cant be adjusted
more's the pity
its a fucking shame to realize
your eyesight's gone so shitty

 

[butters]

woke with a long list
of things-i-have-to-do-today
and then i opened lit
found your paintings here
words colouring the world
bringing pictures to life
swirling colours, sounds

and the list
for the moment
remains undiminished
yet my heart is grown
love- swol'n

 

[HarryHill]

woke with a long list
of things-i-have-to-do-today
and then i opened lit
found your paintings here
words colouring the world
bringing pictures to life
swirling colours, sounds

and the list
for the moment
remains undiminished
yet my heart is grown
love- swol'n

..

Eyes opened late,
found no signal light
counting red seconds t'ward the future

Pj bottoms in hand,
blind stare out the window
seeing you curling 'round my lap,
paws playing with an old white mouse

 

[butters]

:cat roar:

 

[butters]

dropped in a couple of times
the mister was asleep
mouseless cat left a few
paw prints in the gb dust
knew better than to stay
waste the hours in a day that
needed filling full of things crowd-
ing a moggy's mind
all the time warmed
by the rumble of his purr inside her chest

 

[HarryHill]

You future walked across mowed grass
between full rows of plants
my surprise as I felt you come close
and again when gone with a glance
back within the heart of me
making a list for tomorrow
both here and there as well

 

[HarryHill]

A police cruiser sits idle
covered in balloons and flowers
downtown Dallas
in my mind I see the towers collapse
wonder why I'm hated

 

[HarryHill]

Playground scattered across a desk,
cane and clay and paper,
when these ideas get in your hair,
got to let them run,
design leads to experimentation,
success, innovation,
the odd accident when two separate lines converge,
create a third

An old Greek yells in the background,
Harry pours a drink,
spins the merry go round

 

[HarryHill]

and in the end
as the chisels laid down,
despite all inclinations to carry on
no matter how calm the hand,
have a fresh look tomorrow

 

[butters]

new glasses

through the window panes to your soul
the whole world spins
into focus
and the mind reels
delighted by minutiae
and later
with the ability
to remove the thumbprints
and smears of the world
simply by taking them off

 

[HarryHill]

through the window panes to your soul
the whole world spins
into focus
and the mind reels
delighted by minutiae
and later
with the ability
to remove the thumbprints
and smears of the world
simply by taking them off

..
and it all comes into focus

 

[HarryHill]

a deleted line
..
the clays been fired,
carved, polished, awaiting
faux glaze
..
The mowers down the hillside,
out of gas again
I walk much better now
..
I really should wait until I find the small brushes

 

[butters]

..
The mower's down the hillside
out of gas again
I walk much better now
..

now that's what i call a ku!

 

[HarryHill]

now that's what i call a ku!

..
*bows,, falls over*
yeah, I stopped n read it
several times,
surprised by the mirth,
in the cutting line

 

[HarryHill]

How intimate simple paper and ink
whispering Kucerian script caress' eyes
perfect lines and spaces
fingers trace your hands flight
there's a birdwings alighting
in the spaces between
back to the top
love me again

 

[HarryHill]

And even orgasm has therapeutic effects
straining on tip toes, slick and erect,
trying to push past the mirrors glass
and sink bendo deep in your ass

 

[butters]

you just made me snort and almost choke on sparkling spring water

wayyyyyyyyyyyyy too hot here for teh sex, not unless it's in a pool or cold shower