as much as it disgusts me i still love her – despite her infidelity the mind games the constant guilt i still look back on the good times – she shaped me groomed me helped me discover so much – introduced me to the highest highs the lowest lows guided me towards manhood – i…
Month: December 2019
The Grind
stopped in the parking lot dragging sore feet heavy foot falls clapping against creased crevassed asphalt – ankle clicking in time sharp and brittle treble cadence piercing the bass of blocky rubber soles – hope that isn’t too serious they don’t provide insurance
The Host
they live in the air vents i hear them – there whispered ramblings distorted muttering inchoherent mumbling – are they plotting – vying to descend in the dead of night to pierce my larynx enter through the gash speak through my teeth – can we share this husk until it decays bloating and rotting in…
Rebel Flame
keep that spark rebellion – feed it nurture it shovel in the coals layer it with briquettes douse it in oil – for when the world extinguishes it you’ll be left cold
Cruel November
it’s cold outside in cruel november neath the auburn tinted sky at daybreak and bronzed clouds hang heavily against the backdrop – skeletal remains of once lush landscapes lie barren in silent stoic autumn sleep – piercing winds return in force from bleak lakefronts cross wild country roads – uncertain vapors descend in rain or…
Phantom Pain
drinks in winter rain like cold moscato coating her tongue with nimbus swell – spends time staring out windows not saying a word day dreaming mad hallucinations behind calm eyes – image of serenity – screaming incessantly from the pillow padded sound proofed cell of a damaged soul – watch her move and sway rhythmic…
Piecework Prose 