Watcher

That murky moment where the warwas like an ant hill going crazy.The whole neighborhood in circlestalking nervously while no onesaid the name.They knew what he had doneout in that clearing in the woodswhere no one wandered.Where crocodiles sat motionless inin the algae for hours until a cranedid something stupid making noise.The sound of commerce in […]

Charge

Taking battery powered doses of whatno one is supposed to ever see.The other side of the city had gonedark on us these past few weeksand clouds of fog prevent the concernedfrom going over there.People have tried everything from basementham radios to telescopes on offices, butthere was no cutting throughthat wall of spinning cloud. Plastic lawn […]

Eroded

This sheet of granite is a poor wayof describing just how everything is completefrom the beginning. Desolate long days with the same partlycloudy skies so just enough suntouches down to make you jealousof the people with a day. Heavy machinery is left to rustin the snow and the crew will claimthey didn’t know it mattered. […]

Render

The airwaves are all tilted towardsdestroying my extension chordsso all of this can finally go away. The one bedroom building by wherethe train track meets the warehouseevery morning when the moths are stilldeciding where to sleep. It’s rough out there without a coat,this winter when all the summersfeel so far off in between. Restaurants have […]

Soak

Digital alarm clock fontsin bright red like the pixelsbled in blocks of blushing light.Outside the window by the bedthey saw a single kite that flew a bit erraticallybut looked just like a dragon flythat couldn’t die alone.Stagnant water in the bullet woundsleft everywhere from meteor showersthat whistled in the atmospherelike fireworks but aimed directly down.This […]

Finery

Other people than beforehave now surrounded all the downtowncity blocks where no one walkswhen it is cold outside.An old man with a hacksawis called around to all the countieswhere the horses started growingcrystal horns because he’s the only onewith any sort of use for them.He grinds them up with some machinemade from a shop vac […]

Twin Sword Summers

I’ll blame it all on burning treesand streams that cut across the kneesof waders with there hooks in something swimming.Cork boards of old fliers bleached bywindow sunlight spreading the exaggerated newsof how it’s hopeless to be anything your own.A trail of pigeon bones leads right to their lost dogwith only one eye left alive inside […]