Regurgitated Splendor

Floor dressed in red paint chips; the same color  Scores toe prints lounging on passage to further their destiny. Water bottle is empty.  Stepped on and it erupted a sound, unique to plastic crinkling. Reality bargains with images instilled along airwaves, Deteriorating molecules to petals breaking Off the stems. Rain-drops. Confetti. Hubris displaced the stars,Continue reading “Regurgitated Splendor”

Ode 2 @ Slumlord

Guillotine altered its gadgetry to include recycled windows, With paneling leased   And cared for by a slumlord.  Though the slumlord  Was unaware he’d sacrifice his neck  To unite warring tribes, The onset of global unity  Is war. Closed doors hearken for stowaway insects,  Who plant their fangs  Into equal flesh  As if they were Americans Continue reading “Ode 2 @ Slumlord”