Adjustments in posture retain conversation, Abbreviations assemble among pouting lips. Cardboard expressions set an ocular presentation. Afternoon breaks and the painter motions bristles to color quips. In the sawdust. In the sawdust sculptors presume form. An empty hallway stages the door swing, forehead forward marks wrinkles; While laugh-lines rise like puppet-strings. COMPLIMENTS! Mouse holes forContinue reading “Noises Like Shadows”
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Last Person to Know Her Name
1. A stranger in a blue wig rolled on the floor, Her eyes rolled too Until sclera hues matched wall paint Matched Styrofoam. Loose change Founds its marks along the carpet. Police entered and embedded dead Presidents In the fabric. “What’s her name?” Reasons to name corpses. Soft kicks to hips. Officer knelt for prayer Continue reading “Last Person to Know Her Name”
I Went to an Interview and all I got was this stupid Job.
Personhood requires a self assessment, where one takes inventory of the habits and traits which define their character and contrasts them against the actions they’ve performed, analyzing if they intersect, or precede in parallel destinies. Without this subjective judgement, one would be rendered blank and become vulnerable to a society which defines existence via plainContinue reading “I Went to an Interview and all I got was this stupid Job.”
Choose to Win
A duck died, his body floated throughout the pond-water and on occasion collided with shoreline, but always returned back to drifting. When winter turned the water to ice, he was frozen from the neck down. At night, approaching headlights struck his dead eyes and they lit up like stars. During sunny days, his profile functionedContinue reading “Choose to Win”
…forgot to close the door
“Don’t make this fake, Last second of life”-Sparta Goons are sacrificed, due diligence to spaces exposing bleed letting, Mirrors stationed as substitutes for ceiling tiles, documentation held to its occurrence, (the Devil is in the details). Fresh Proposal suggests Age defined by the length a person travels. Stay-put civilians would grope the inches at 200Continue reading “…forgot to close the door”
Death to the Cash Cow
Crucifix secured to string, dangled from Aseop’s neck, removed and left on his end table, next to his rocking chair and settling in to teeter, he placed a cold soda inside the string spiral. Aluminum can adjusted to different temperatures, perspired and left a ring of moisture behind as Aseop lifted the soda, took aContinue reading “Death to the Cash Cow”
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NoT NICE. E(m)pty
Relevancy extrapolated fro(M) Docile expressions, held inside wrinkles (m)ade By impregnable e(M)pty wombs & hallways. Filled by a wink. Framed by brow. Leveled by throat. Hallway: Linoleum floors waxing poetic, Echoing stares folding squints In admiration of re(M)()ved scuffs and sins. Wombs: Fetus crestfallen in mourning after Admiration To Not us the kill of Personhood.Continue reading “NoT NICE. E(m)pty”
stories from yesterday
Permanent Capital I Is debt. Earthworms As brass hooks Get it? Brass hooks As earthworms In the Dirt. Trash-can has a name Structured phonically By what’s inside. Broken glass bottles share The mirror’s aspirations. First Among Equals, is the impression Of others. Counterpart to Permanence, designed to Expire After permanence disappears. ………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………………. Poet sat atContinue reading “stories from yesterday”
He Said What About Primary Colors?
Colors are defined by placement, confirmed in relevance to reactions presented from the subject. Joel set-out to strip a color’s interpretation, in regards to the circumstances of an interaction and define them by name alone. Inside solitary confinement, colors revealed their personality traits through conversation. Red was the first to engage him, his eyes wereContinue reading “He Said What About Primary Colors?”
Soda & Guns 