Maintaining

The janitor at a racetrack replacesthe liners in the trashcanslike the fresh bags are renewalsof their souls.The cameras in the cornersmake him feel like if he’s slowthe world will know it.So what if he doesn’t wantto get his hands on all the bloodstainsin the bleachers?I wouldn’t either, and I’m pretty surethat most would feel the […]

Heap

Sympathetic flea bags look upsadly at the rafters in the warehousewhere the deliveries have stoppedand all the workers now are nevercoming back. There are torn up sneakers all spreadacross the floor and even more out backwhere the grass fought back en masseagainst the concrete. Young classmates take a short cut homefrom where they wasted time […]

Trajectory

Addicted to it all we walk alongthe wall around the city that is keepingout the people we’re afraid of.I cut open my plastic grocery bagand let the contents fall outon the floor because I just don’tcare about this weekend anymoreI want the summer.You look at me with your scratchedup sunglasses and saythere is another way […]

Lost Dogs

Open cans of worms spill outand take over the world whilejust ignoring all the protestfrom the people who had goodthings going recently. Halloween is canceled and the plasticskeletons floating in the poolare just for show, so do not jumpin and try to save them,they are dead or really not realin the first place. The strays […]

Household

The pillars are chipping away with the sandin the wind that hits them all day,and I cannot say they’re in need of repair,without your insistence of some other waythat you never provide. The front door is open wide and there isa full on family breakdown just pastthe crooked frame that gets worseand worse with every […]

Dislocated

A change in daily viewis what I’m trying to deservethe next time fortune wandersover here and listens closefor something to consider.You can see it with a telescopeif you aim it at the right placein the sky. The heat is dry out herein this desert where the miragesare all of water or a personyou remember but […]

Crossed

His love for her was based on durability.She always hated how the glassesleft those rings on all the tablesand they stayed there if they soaked inlong enough. She had been getting secret tattoos for abouta month now slowly covering her right hipand her thigh. It was mostly crosses mixedwith crucifixes all with different victimsheld there […]