Low Cloud

Two figures in a brawland I can’t see at allthrough this thick fogthat’s taken over most ofeverything. One is bashing in the faceof the other with a stoneit grabbed from somewhereon the ground herein this neighborhoodstill being builtfrom nothing in comparison. In my peripheral a horseis running circles on the concreteand its hooves make sparksand […]

Roman Candle

Busy roads full of rusted peopleand their rusted blood so slowin all their veins while they all counton things around them to remain the same.How many more pizza placeswill it take to break the need we haveinside for something new to soothewhat we leave out of everything?Their eyes are whitelike they were cut out of […]

Promised Land

I don’t care if I get rained onthis day was meant to take its timeoutside where we’re allowed to smokeand choke on all the words we try to analyze.I’m fine with being stupid for the fun of it.A clown without its makeup on,just another person walking down the street.I think she’s far more beautiful with […]

Vacation

Teenagers on vacation are as recklessas a kamikaze nightmaresince they know somewhere inside themwhat they’re really going back towhen it’s over. Pink lemonade gone redout on the glass tableunder the blue and green umbrellasomeone put thereso that we could look beyondthe furthest fences in the cattle fields. The striped cat is like a guardianof the […]

Halfway

Today was finealmost like basement wineforgot about but foundwhen never looking.I think I brought it downwhen I got back fromsome other town,and put it on the shelfI barely look at. The puddles from the earlyrain were mercuryin concrete clearly concentratedon giving back the skyall that it loses in the breakingof the morning throughthe barricades of […]

Bad Directions

Go ahead and keep on doing nothingif it suits you so, don’t let it go a daywithout reminding you of everything.I don’t care about the rules becausethere are none and there never were.Standards are the insecurities of someoneolder or the archetype of them in youmaking you feel just how they doin their silence. This doesn’t […]

Landline

The house is big but all the roomsare empty and the people taking shelterthere are never in the neighborhoodfor longer than a night of sleep,and time to eat the bread that theybring home with them. The sidewalks become gravelover time without a hand to holdthem tightly packed together,and the weather can’t decidewhat it is looking […]