Always Wasting Darkness

Try and touch the burning wickso your mind will staylocked on to what you want it to,and then pry open the escape hatchso everyone can seehow small their houses are.Bring up the timeyou killed a swan with your car,in a rush to make it homebefore some ice cream melted,only if you’re sure they can be […]

Self Proclaimed

I’m the janitor sleeping at workafter tasting the floor polishout of boredom. I’m the lone guy at the barwho is there from open to closesweating out the beer as fastas I drink it. I’m the Zamboni driverat the minor league hockey gametaking half full cans to the facefor not cutting the ice fast enough. I’m […]

Now is not the time

“It looks like no one’s out here,”he told her while she glanced aroundand undid her top buttonsbetween smoke clouds.The radio they broughthad bright red batteriesthey bought at some convenience storewhere everything cost a bit morethan it should have.Everything she said seemed soalive to him like picking upa bullfrog or a lizard and then feeling itreact […]

Blue Light Filter

I feel like shadeand silence once weremore than friendsbut now pretendthat nothing ever happened.Those cool momentsin the grasson the outer rimof some rundown apartmentcomplex mixingwith the broken bottlepollen wind. Where wanderers watchstocks tick on their phonesso they can cash outat the right timeand make it backbefore the doors close,and the night is cold. Those two […]

Feeding Ground

Still shocked that it was over

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No one watches video tapes of talent showsthey all just sit in cardboard boxeslike the dead do in the momentsbefore burning. The ladle in the metal potis balanced on the rim of itbut wavering severely now,because the whole roomisn’t hungry, they are over it. She leans against the fireplace,that hasn’t been ignitedin a decade, and […]

The Playlist Knows Exactly

I wake up just to shakefrom dehydrationin the dark roomI’ve been waiting inforever now. My only memory of newspaperis soggy in its plastic bagthat dangles from the door knobin my spinal chord. The parking garage exhalesmorning fog like chimney smokewhere all the windows brokeafter the thunderstorm. The shards of glass in empty roomsare kicked around […]