I’m flight. I’m leaves torn by the season’s gale, strewn on the asphalt of your path, your dream. Wasn’t it such a betrayal, the rapid dissolution of cozy afternoons into the flee for company, the mothering of your troops. You always knew the war was coming. It was divined in the passive way you looked […]
Read MoreMy spirit exposed, a pin-hole camera recording the subtle striations left in mid morning’s wake. Rays of beauty too slight for periphery sorrow, only unflinching hard attention – rebuked affection and a dilated heart. Can you see it? The smallest hint we’re at play in a miracle? Does it matter when you’re off in pursuit […]
Read MoreBent brick, rail thin, rationalized structure in a convex eye. Sinking fast with uproarious tragedies, the kind that allow laughter as echoing ghosts down close wet alleys. Shapes here and there, fleeting in the bounced orange leak of city light rolling overhead; they’re the spirit of our best days lamenting the present with curses. Damn […]
Read MoreHang on. There will be harsh wind and cruel rain. Hang on because letting go will fade us like sun-stained newsprint, our story lost. Cling to me. Show nature your tenacity and weather each graceless intrusion, a sky crowded by the rolling cotton of mistakes, of misunderstanding’s webs clotting all progress, trapping joy in thunderclaps. […]
Read MoreCrisp, grey November. Flatter senses with the death of seasons, seducing with the tightened chill of truncated days. We bundle warm intentions, shoulders bunched and necks made stiff behind scarves of red, orange, brown and black. Candy love promises and chocolate prayers blessed under pumpkin candlelight, absent in the fattening of our need for comfort. […]
Read MoreHey. Shine a light on me. Hey, hey, son. Shine a light on me. I can’t be down any lower than when my soul fell free, so hey! Shine a light on me. Know these days end as waves crashing on night’s beach. Where time sticks like mud in the seabed’s reach. When day seems […]
Read MoreThe cold drove you away; the reality of winter hiding the sun’s gifts, robbing the day of sweeter scents and bare skin. Huddled for a season, for a lifetime, we’ll dream of longer days where words drifted languidly on humid air caressing our egos, our sex, our sense of right and wrong. And we’ll sip […]
Read MoreI’m going to blow this day apart, add fire to the sun and lay waste to every particle of dawn until it bleeds incandescent hate into the night, stealing splendor from the stars; murdering light-years of hope from cold stones lost in the void eons ago. Flatten each moment into a string of coalescing electrons […]
Read MoreThe sky is robbed of color. What a crafty turn of carelessness, what an act of full hatred. Steal blue, gold, orange drift, and beg at the alter of others’ attention. Maybe pull a tongue, taste a truth, find a lick of Heaven as the monochrome of your exhaustion wears thin, cheesecloth excuses for fleeing […]
Read MoreMy path is littered with death. Husks of once vital, thriving splendor congregate at the alter of my footfalls, worshipping nothing, granting only the sound of cracked bones underfoot. I won’t walk, not a step further, surveying the victims of my purgatory. I’ll stay and weather a Winter’s wrath to see life renewed, or I […]
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