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…
Tag: Poetry
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…
Low End High Roller
there’s this sinister part of me a part which takes a sick kind of joy in watching these people scurry like mad children across the floor – they come here to live a fantasy and they believe that fantasy – they feed the house their every cent cashing checks and taking out advances with the…
Panties
found a pair of discarded panties violet lace and floral pattern sheer and splayed contorted against pitted asphalt and rock salt – i don’t know how they found their way there but it’s been two weeks and they haven’t moved – that first morning they caught my attention bright clear morning and warm out near…
Stick Figure Family with a Shotgun
stick figure family with a shotgun one wife two sons a daughter two dogs – decal plastered on the side of a dirt crusted suv paper white skin color coordinated watching from the rear window – driver’s side gazing with blank soulless eyes pasted on smiles waving in uniformity dad’s reaching for the shotgun and…
Scaling the Mountain Peak
i saw the peak at morning and wished to climb it gathered all the necessary implements stocked accordingly for the task before me set out with eagerness and zeal elated for the opportunity to test myself against the mountain – i truly wished to make it but saw another more enticing half way to the…
Autumn Blush
how many times have your thoughts drifted to turning wheels to cracked pavement to rolling tides of autumn grain streaming past windows down exhaling stale breath modernity inhaling fresh air forest pine and soil new sights before you the familiar reflected in the rear view chasing tomorrow emerging reinvigorated eyes tracing the horizon following the…
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