Stasis

Starvation is a slow way out of everything,and we’ve forgotten that in the timewe’ve both sat waiting in this drive through.The speaker that you order with is placedlike some odd hearing aid in the centerof a kind of plastic ear.No one knows what they wantuntil they see it shine and soldby someone else, but it […]

Destiny

The comet she was born undertore through our upper atmospherewhen just before it wasa knuckle ball in space.Her pet caterpillar never changedinto anything it just got fatteruntil its guts painted the jar.The corner store would alwayssell her cigarettes evenwhen she was youngerwith no where else to go,but back home where allthe T.V.s played commercials. All […]

Decorations Barely Make These Thin Walls Any Thicker

Conversations through the wallslike leaking informationfrom the faucet that will notjust fucking stop with allits crying. I get it and I’m over itI’ve taken down the whole thingand rememberIt was my idea to put it up therewhen it was new and somethingwe both thought would look goodwhen we bought it. Well now I think its […]

The Students

She hangs the banners upeveryday around the dining hall,where everyone enjoys what they haveworked for. The sad truth that isn’t really sadis that they’re must be painexchanged for what’s important. For everyone that’s never had a sayI hate to break it to you,but it’s been you that’s never let goof that choice. A kind of […]

Stumble

I show up around fourwhen it’s as dark as any nightcould ever get, and I can seethese perfect wingspansdoing circles overhouses just like mine. She is watching over the streetthat us nobodies cross to make it backto living spaces we cannot afford.She has a sword with herup on that roof, in just her night gown.It […]

Losers

Look at this personwith their rotting teethand lack of prospectsgenerally. I bet they do not evenrealize how we talk abouttheir lack of standing up. Or I guess I meanthey’re clueless abouteverything. They live in cars and cuttheir hair with eighty cent lighterssavoring the odor in the air. They aspire to what they aren’tcut out for […]

To All Complexity

I can be funny mostly inadvertentlybut when I force myself to tryI just hurt feelings.The fishing boat is capsizedwith a gaping hole around the bowwhere seagulls soak in shadeand watch for crabs.There are none and the empty beachhas given up completely in the hopesto just become part of the ocean.I’m lying really all I know […]