Do It Yourself

I take apart the breaker box,
while some kid draws a smirking
face across the stop sign
where the backyard
makes its contact
with the street.

Flare

Someday we will drink from only rain puddles, and all the jail broken software of the last fifty years will mold over in our memory.

Periscope

They stand there all so cool
on that dark platform between
skyscrapers.

Glint

A girl adjusts her backpack at the crosswalk.She talks with her friend about airplanesand cars pass while the airrushes around them. Her ancestor pulled an arrowfrom her shoulder fleeingher burning village for its neighbor,the inferno like a second sunbehind her. The stones crack in the streetwhile radios at different storefrontssing conflicting songs in other languages.Empty […]

Shaded

We engrave our days in silver clouds,
and shatter fountain statues late
at night where no one waits around.
Bike wheels blend one road in with dozens
lost among the cross streets.

Vow

Silver stereo feedback scrapes the wooden
hallway walls and we regress back decades
caught up in the tapes you scatter
everywhere while freaking out.

Splitscreen

In the old days we played classic games
sitting side by side in your dark room
to escape the people outside
shouting through the window blinds.