Lookout

I want more time inside my headhe said before he placedthe drill bit flush against his eyeAnd then unscrewed. It spun there bleedingfor a minute on the drill,still in his shaking hand,until he dropped itin the wake of his red tears. He’d never see the same again,but when the shock subsidedand he reached for what […]

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Bird Song

Take the water fountain apartand let the ocean out, if theywill let you, and if they don’t,maybe force the issue anyway. Stab a can of spray paintwith a flame wrapped daggerand make it a grenadelike you are not afraid of dying. Bury yourself deepbelow the dandelionsfucking each otherwith butterfliesand dig your way outhandful by handful,killing […]

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Loom

I am walking on wet pavement
without shoes on while the sun
breaks through and brightens up
the water.
It looks like I’m on ice but it is warm
outside and everyone
is still convinced it’s raining,
so I get to be alone.

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No Good (Not Cool)

He looked at his broken toothin the mirror while hearing voicesoutside laughing,asking questions.The garbage truck’s automaticclaw pinned a young girlto the dumpsterand she screamedwhile both her legstwisted likecirrus clouds. I told her not to playover theresaid the blind grandmato the EMT that wheeledthe stretcheron the ambulancewith a worldof messed up faceswatching over her. That night […]

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Stranded

I woke up to the words “get lost”written in blue across the windowin my front room, and all the carsout in the parking lot we’re burning. I helped the neighborsshovel dirt on themand carry water fromwhere the hose could not extend. The stray cats sat on the fencebetween the scene and wherethe football field connectedto […]

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Entrance

I can type a note downand leave it tapedto the frame of the front doorand you’ll just walkright past it.Walk right by in yourwhite dress made fromso many duck feathersand step on the escapedhamster who is franticallylooking for a pickaxe his sizeto tunnel through the wall.The ultimate tragedy,while his red guts smear onthe brown wood […]

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Only Entertainment

I’m not bored enoughfor the pile of gray rocksI’ve crumbled intoto reshape themselvesand have a look around. Still the pebbles vibrateon the wooden floorfrom all the noiseoutside from everybody’sfeed. There’s almost no roomto walk with all the amplifiersgrowing to the point of passingtowers in their heights. Or the big screens glowingover all the moonlightin a […]

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