Stale Green Light

Time dilutes stimuli with in-flux examinations, allowing love-tap-bruises to function for hindsight. Space corrects for time if removed for inches, letters and shifting eyes. Time registers an experience, setting the space from observation to reaction. Useless like a paper’s pink margins, indicating paragraph placeholders. Space where symbols belong. stomach placement when sitting measures average tableContinue reading “Stale Green Light”

*This Magic Moment*

The labor shortage  Allows a city employee,  To lower their head, oblivious to passing strangers To aim their leaf blower And push debris toward the curb, where a street sweeper  Collects our cigarette butts, dead foliage, hair follicles, receipts, bottle caps, paint flecks, toilet paper scraps  And lip skin gnawed apart in strip search fashion, Continue reading “*This Magic Moment*”

Around Town and the Moon Too

Don’t trust poetic types who falsify pulse as weakness. Why situate dance with heartbeats?  Investigate when the cracked sidewalk hosts a pulse on its ledge. Toenails singing like tap-plates and the pain is there to remind them of death.  Skip that balance to an ordinary sandwich shop Where extraordinary descriptions of soul splendor are standardContinue reading “Around Town and the Moon Too”