Lode

Sick of the shadow sleepingunderneath the gateway to her backyardwhere the dandelions eat awaythe atmosphere. I am a delivery man handing out the thingsthe world has coming to it, in a green shirtthat is burnt up by the sunlight beating downwhile on my rounds. It’s not an empty town by any meansit has its moments […]

Immaculate

I am the opposite of homesickand the morning wind is mint againsther skin and mine; the dark roomonly broken by a gap left inthe curtains like a city bridge.Everyone on the subwayand the buses on the highwayhold their heads low while they weightheir calculations.Cardboard covers a hole in the sideof our roof because somethingout there […]

Figment

Icicles hang like hunted gameoff the street lights and refract the colorsout into the spectrum.I can tell you just how long ago summerended but it always feels like thingsare changing suddenly.I know the thermos in her cup holderis about more than just caffeinebut extra warmth that spreadsthroughout her as if the heat couldbe escorted by […]

Lower Ground

Weekend wings like a Christmas Angelat every angle and I look at all the city lightsbelow me down this hill here where I’m standingand the wind is kicking up like I am falling.Bookcases of wasted words on mebecause the only thing I listen tois music in my headphones I don’t care about.The cracking plastic and […]

Bills

I don’t know anybody herebesides the deer that lurk like watchdogsby the daffodils and drink the stagnantwater in the driveway puddles.I’d know her anywhere though,with pale fingers looking upa detail about escalators she hadn’tunraveled yet, and seized upon the power.You allocate the base bricksof a tower first to keep the order rightand pinnacle progressing toward […]

Totem

I want to forget the shapes of carsand curving off ramps that get clusteredby the desperate trying to make itwhere they’re late to in the morningwhen the radio gets by through barely talking.What day will the insects die out this yearif they manage to? They pierce our crumbledbounties with their mandibles like scythesthat cut the […]

Hyacinth

Bad T.V. shows get endless episodesand block the sight lines at the airportwhere you can cough into a napkinand get tackled by security for almostevery single reason you can think of.I support that in a way I guessbecause who wants more peoplemore places? It’s crowded enoughalready and getting more and moreclosed in with every New […]