Serial Number

I’m excited for the prospect of the world’sfirst haunted spaceship and what happenswhen there’s ghosts without the gravity. I followed the sign posts to a town calledblue pasture but quickly passedbecause the people there were burningdifferent sections of their yards. As if the placewas made of fools and there was oneabove them standing on the […]

Late

I’m late againthis timeit’s been a nightmaregetting over there. My feet are wetI dragged themthrough a puddlewhen I was watching herstop brieflyat the window of a record storebefore she moved on and Ilost her in the crowd. She just happenedto catch my attentionwalking there in her sunglassesand hat that kept awaythe tiny rays of sun. […]

Residue

I forget a lot of what I try to just remember.The awful empty stages are covered in the residueof a million slow debatable performances.The clown’s makeup melts off underthe hot lights that beam downlike they are being stretched acrossthe field of view, and only you couldnotice that the lion tamer didn’t have a jaw. The […]

Getaway

I’ve been a part of thingsand I have stood apart from things.I’m still deciding on which lifeI think is better.The swirling clouds are backdrops tothe flocks of birds all swarming by the wires.I fill my tires with cold air to matchthe season and live up to all the localcommon knowledge.Young couples solve puzzles togetherwith their […]

Now Is When It All Sets In

The microphone is dented and the ampsare buzzing loudly over every other soundthroughout the venue.I think feedback brings the room alivelike the current hits the filament and glows. I don’t want to be a hostage anymoreto this revolving door of different screamingmadness. The rock faces running parallelto the river, where the fish are full of […]

Overkill

I need a break from all the arrowsraining down on all the corpseslike the archers can’t decideif they have killed you.I found a couple differentways to do a kick flipso it looks just like a different trick,and I know it doesn’t countas getting better but I want tojust so badly I pretend. The smell of […]

Morph

I don’t understand peoplewhen I most need to or why a red skyin the evening is somehow a good thing.I mean, I know it’s meant for those out on the ocean,but what does any of that have to do with me?In this land locked overcrowded swathof the exploited, all the waves we seeare from the […]