Word Salad

hey read that draft you sent me have to say couldn’t hear your voice – i looked and looked but i couldn’t find you on the page – there were so many people shouting at me you were inaudible neath the cacophony – took me a while to chew through the word salad even with…

Off the Beaten Path

i’m writing poetry through jaded eyes sitting on the floor staring at a dimmed down screen on a broken down computer that reminds me of one of those as-is cars you find in a lot – i’m propped against the wall naked ass digging into the beige shag carpeting in a town that belongs to…

Vow of Silence

this week i struggle to find the words to put to page – i am not certain why – do i lack inspiration or perhaps i lost the way – maybe my mind is cased in static interference inhibiting the flow electric currents dampened – maybe art is imitating life – for even in conversation…