No Promises
Qualifying your affection.
No promises, guarantees…so afraid
I’ll overestimate commitment.
Your fear seems desperate
as a butterfly
escaping the net.
But I am no collector.
I have no pins
to pierce your heart.
Only hands to capture
a fleeting moment
of cherished flight together.
Resigned to release you.
No promises, guarantees…so afraid
when season’s end must come.
Dream Machines
I dream of a machine
wired
brain to brain
they hear
exactly what I hear
I dream of a machine
potato head inspired
ears snap off
new snap on
rewired brain
Silence
[End of Excerpt]
Jan L. Mayes 