Function

Girl hangs up her coat
upon arriving at the party
the music never louder
than the chit chat.

Long Time No See

In the heat the people selling
straw bundles of time
occupy their minds
with prayers for mercy.

Jab

Bleach bottle snagged
in a storm drain
emptied out.
Dead birds fallen
in the streets.

Mire

Aluminum baseball bats
and chain link backstops
lurk there in the storm
while the field becomes
a mire in the clouded rain.

Fugitives

He finishes the drink
then spikes the bottle
sending green glass
all directions.

Silver Light

Rumors float around out here
like moth wings
knife steel on the mill
spins into a hilt
hammer pounds
the metal thin
sparks fall around
the new born edge.

In The Fallen Ash

Snooping on the neighbors we look through gaps in the wooden fence. The argument only escalates glass breaks and the plastic table overturns.