Spine

Sometimes the moments I’m about to forgetbecome the worst versions of themselvesbefore they fade away.I take a look at the food in the fridgeto take my mind off what I’ve gotta do today.I think that if time and money were reallya one to one comparison than the unemployedwould be as wealthy as the owners that […]

Sacrament

A young priest walking by himselfsaid silent prayers inside his twistedhead. He wished that he was deadso he could know if all that faithwas ever worth it. She was perfect aside from clearly beingwounded on the roadside.There was moonlight in the mixup of her hair.He didn’t care that they were strangershe was sure he had […]

Delivery

They know they don’t need all of usmaking noise out hereby an empty field waiting for morning.We bet our time against the brick wallthinning out from just the particlesof skin caught in the wind. Pizza box towers are a monument to sinand they begin with just a phone callto a stranger, and they ask youwhat […]

Timing

It’s quiet in this open fieldwhere crows all dronetheir tales of nightly conquests,but in voices not much louderthan a discrete conversation. That is until some late nightkids in striped blue patternedshirts pick them slowlyoff the metal fencewith rocks they all withdrewfrom garden beds. They don’t watch out for headlightswhen they break out of the graveyard,and […]

Mythomania

They are talking about T.V. at a tablein a common room where no one elsecan stomach anymore of them.They are an unpopular clubthat unofficially should not have the timeto meet or even speak aboutthe signal that’s received at every broadcast. The decoration committee is stuffingstraw into some old clothesmaking scarecrows they can hangthroughout the hallways,and […]

Somewhere Looking Down

She drove a corkscrew throughthe aluminum side of the swimming pooland felt the water rush right past her legsas it tore apart the yard.She says she hasn’t seen a namelike that since one timelong ago written weirdon the back of a playing card. She wanted to be a pilotso badly, but when she finallygot into […]

Fugitives

The downtown is all lit up but emptyof almost any inner light.We put up with bad music and the endlessbroken jaws in petty fights out onthe sidewalk where the journeyand destination are collapsinginto one thing all together.I just speak into the paperas if to map what I am thinkingonto two dimensions I can seemore clearly. […]