conduit -
–noun

1.	a pipe, tube, or the like, for conveying water or other fluid.

2.	a similar natural passage.

3.	Electricity. a structure containing one or more ducts.

4.	Archaic. a fountain.

sycophant -
noun:

1. A person who attempts to win favor by flattering people of wealth or influence; a parasite; a toady.

She seethed in rage;
she merely looked back inquisitively--a blank face.
She lunged for her--cracked her open with a bat,
beat the shit out of her 'til her blank eyes rained onto the floor;
yet still she was there; the emotionless stare.
She chided her for her mistakes:
Ugly! Filthy! Rotten! Good-for-nothing bitch!
A cold blade impaled her delicate countenance.
She looked at the glass on the floor;
she continued to stare back at her,
cloistered in the lonely bathroom upstairs.

The mood

I just want to lay here with you:
Myself and Twilight's Twin.
And we'll converse freely,
sans probing wire boxes or squashed mini-TVs.
And every time we meet,
you'll smile at me with your shiny silver teeth,
glistering in every occasion;
and you'll wink at me with your pearl-shaped eye--
a sight that moves me to a stardusted sigh.
A peaceful, pensive sigh.

Thursday, October 1

And so it goes:
An endless cycle of need--
fixating ids into Christmas gifts
that we pine for, and like the crane
does the rock, we mechanically lunge for a transient smile--
Rushed. All is quiet in our heads
(all those voices tethering the ego are dead).
We try to emulate the drizzle and make our feet,
our brain, pitter patter and scatter to do the
indecent chore; and we find that, for the time,
we skid instead of smile,
our tantalizing situation embraces our knees with the concrete,
and leaves us sanguine kisses on our elbows.

The Zookeeper

A quadruplet of jellyfishes deviously loomed,
with their tentacles sneaking vine-like round a tree,
squirming, hissing and pissing scheduled poison
into the wrinkle of Jim's withering arm.
"Crucified by jellyfish?!" screamed Jim,
yet the words refused to pave their way through exhausted lips.

"Now are you in any pain?"

Pain? Pain?
"Are you a zookeeper? An executioner?"
Jim rightfully accused.

The jellyfish hadn't liked the idea;
the executioner hadn't liked the idea.

"I'm just going to give you some Potassium;"

No! Don't you dare touch!
But Jim could not leave nor flee;
"Since when did jellyfish have such a strong grip?"
he surmised; his arms wouldn't bulge.

"Now what's the matter, Buddy?"

What's the matter? There is a team of jellyfish floating above me!

"Now what's the matter, Buddy?"

A fire ignited underneath Jim's wrinkle--
it spread through the toes and caused his stomach to billow;
he felt his toes fluctuate and the back of his hand began to skip;
he felt his forehead leak, his lips evaporate.

The jellyfish suddenly swam away with Jim.
"I didn't know I could swim here," thought Jim.
A mermaid floundered to his side and sweetly cooed:
"Now what's the matter, Buddy?"
And Jim was surprised to find his lip on his stomach.

The sea water must have doused the arm,
thought Jim. "Oh, nothing's wrong Ariel."
"Nothing, nothing's wrong."
The mermaid blew him a kiss and winked.

"Atta boy."