the girl in the bead shop ...

the girl in the bead shop... the girl in the bead shop follows me through each room of the ancient house where no one lives now the rooms abandoned and replaced by displays of beaded art jewellery so brilliant it should astound my eyes but i am fascinated more by the fixed stare of her innocent eyes watching me so carefully as if at any moment i would perform some miracle or at the very least some magic trick exploding with a flourish from my white fingertips Copyright © Kennedy James, 2010. All rights reserved.

i heard a voice

i heard a voice in the restlessness of sleep i heard a voice and mistook it for yours it was whispering in my ear that love was just a silly game that people play in the cosmos of seduction and i guess i smiled over the brim of my coffee cup when just the next morning i heard you mutter something indistinct or something i simply did not hear because i was fascinated by the deep red pencil outline of your full lips Copyright © Kennedy James, 2010. All rights reserved.