Wiser

The air was so metallicjust like brass or copperbleeding from the buildings.I fell asleep in my car after a long nightdrinking out somewherethe parking lot was empty nowand everyone besides me made it homesomehow. While I scraped the windshieldmy hands burned like the tasteof poison, and I noticed an older womanin a crop top spreading […]

In The Market

The vagrant chews with half his teethbecause the rest are all just nerves now,from the years of it,and after cutting his hand on analuminum can he watches roacheson the wall with so much hatredthey explode before he touches them. Not enough people stop byand when they do the talk is boring,and the windows freeze and […]

Graveyard Of Your Favorite Songs

I spent the weekend making coffee ringson an old desk and keeping the lights dim.To occupy my eyes I cracked the fewremaining mp3 foldersof my dead friends. None of them were organizersand their libraries consisted mostlyof single playlists labeled simplywith their names. It didn’t take more than an hourto duplicate them all withinmy own screen.I […]

Short Day

The raptor on the wireI am watching whileI’m waiting for the lightcan feel my eyes on herand watches backuntil I drive away I get out on the damand lean against the rail,where all I see is distant fogand icy water rushinglike the people heading home The shadows of the naked treesare like a crowd of […]

Different Kinds Of Nowhere

I’ve wasted timethrowing rocks at empty train cars,but really that would be worth morethan all the hours I spent twitchingover HD moving colors. Either way the breakfast the next daywas always heavy,and my heart was like a cinder blockwith a clock buried inside itwhen they shaped it. Every time I cracked my head openthey reshaped […]

Ham

I am blacked out in the bathroomof my childhood home,during a party I never call or visitso it is specialI am even there at all We smoked a pigall night with cherry woodand so the whole placesmelled like campfireand Ohio I made my rounds all dayand helped pull meatoff the bone Until the only thing […]

Migration

No one knows what lane they’re inor where to turn Some skate by on the metalunder their wheels The cheap cigars look likedead tongues Burning in their mouthswhile all the keys Take on a different shapeand everyone Unlocks an unknown doorif in the chaos They can evensomehow find one I hope our new homeis a […]