“During a Nighttime” ...

” During a Nighttime “

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

During a nighttime
nothing left
to lose but pride

It’s private -
not yours
nor mine

on all sides
like a psyche
of silence

due to mild
anxiety
unrealized

a few spins
this way
a few that

changing character
switching tasks
hands clasped

quietly thrashing
shaking heads rapidly
remaining intact

harrowingly
tininnabulating
passages

collaborative
actions standing
looking askance...

“ Mourning “ ...

“ Mourning “

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Mourning fog
evening showers
cloudy tonight

as a reminder
of going
into overdrive

stopping time
by demilitarizing
recanted denials
to having ties
to both sides
of the aisle

moving quietly
upon a chaplan’s firing
being forced into retirement

offering steroidally scored
series of performances
lacking endorsement

left unexplored
like stiffening
candy in a straw

while attempting
to fill the void
signaling silently
not cracking a smile...

“ Wildflowers “

“ Wildflowers “

by Suzán Jiván
Mom& Mom-
Mom Suzán

Wildflowers
unfurling
stretching sunward
crimson buds
throughout Spring
and Summer

reconstructing
Humpty Dumpty
questioning
whether
the pleasure
we get from art
is different
from the pleasure
we get
from candy and sex

while seeing
curvilinear red
as a genesis
of neuro-
processing

still exhibiting
snippets
of lightheadedness
having once
encountered
a willingness
to shed dissonances
as elementally
cellular affableness

like getting toeholds
on ladders
all arranged at random
being granted
stipends for travel
via framed fragments
across oceanic maps

put into intimate contact
memory patterning
shadowy photographs
survivalist galleries
adjoining panels...

“ Strikingly “ ...

” Strikingly “

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Strikingly similar
still waiting for a lift
having suffered
from slumping initiatives
of physical fitnesses

tensions spilling into unspecifics
due to untested propositions
without rules or restrictions
dispensed as, “Largess”
as a brand new concept
without parrying questions
from the “far-less-sensitive”
deemed, “disingenuous”

being given new
privacy control settings
like baked crumb cakes
well worth the wait
as second incarnations
for landlocked states
along pond banks of plankton
providing self-proclaimed havens
for irreplaceable collages of love hanging
leafy tree framed yellowing pages
of fading phrasesspontaneously mutating...

“ Under “ ...

“ Under “

by Suzán Jiván Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Under fire oven hot
wildly popular agreed or not
due to exorbitant enforcers
patrolling border to border
hitting convenience stores
built for, “Only the Strong”

standing to applaud
coarser discourses
during anticipated
postwar posthumous talks
from years and years before
as indigenous shellfish offerings

soldiers
marching
and calling
port to port
forming much
larger stories
getting carted off
as afterthoughts

lacking in decorum
while still dressed
in uniform
impulsively
seeking,
“All the Glory”
upon rolling out
the dance floor

often having little
or no choice
of the musical score
feeling pinched
off and small
sadly conceding,
“It’s all according”...

“ Following On “ ...

“ Following On “

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

Following on
beginning to expire
along a sidewalk
at lunchtime

marked, “Pedestrian Crossing”
as issues for “Law Enforcement”
killing four injuring four more
having carried weapons for far too long

plowing into people indiscriminately
being urged to preserve deals
in exchange for relief to destabilized regions
as a really really big reason

yet knowing only one out of three
measured intensity for keys to studying genes
via high stakes and mixed signals
refusing to re-visit pretty little lies

like dummies and hypocrisies
branded, “idiots” deemed
“completely dissimilar” to denials
while women still earn far less than men

dogging cold-case specialists
of  “fellow” countrymen
intending to strengthen the internet
with nostalgia for fishermen
offering new bills to ornithologist guilds...

“ In Half “ ...

” In Half “

by Suzán Jiván
Mom & Mom-
Mom Suzán

In half the time
voting for style
behind the scenes
feeling the seasons
the next best thing

pretty pouty sleek
scene stealing
comfortable flats
slides and heels
back to reality

shouting,
“ You Don’t Really
Need to See This!”
while looking like
a portable speaker
emitting odors
of scratch-and-sniff

“Sure, bring the kids!”
wielding indigenous
and imperial influences
via medleys of smelling
deemed, “Good Scents”

unfolding retrospectives
in multiple directions
of nostalgia and obsolescence
by replicating relics
of worshipped ancestors

jettisoning traditional stretches
mimicking appendages
being given equal prominence
seemingly suspended
confusing any grasp of wholeness
like weirdly timeless silhouettes...

“ Shaping “ ...

“Shaping”

by Suzán Jiván Mom
& Mom-Mom Suzán

Shaping
the ecology of the planet
viruses fallingfrom the skies
having overtime surmised
arrivals and departures
via land air and sea
appearing as diversified species
exhibiting as yet unknown genes
having evolved into all kinds
of living things via viable virosoheres

where torture was once routine
obviating the need for purging
enhancing ethnicities falling squarely
into looking sideways into unrecorded time
in the face of the highly hostile

not standing a chance
yet blossoming at random
as pivotal transformations
while worshipping the dual strengths
of both the beautiful and the dangerous
like crucial fascinations with mysteries’ remains...