1. Blank stares authenticate hunger trends, Inviting chest skin to pull taut against A rib-cage And match the trajectory Of running mascara. (heavy impulse pulverizes ordinary interest to aid in categorizing patterns found in reality) (consciousness shields its dependent from disorienting qualia) (thought increases entropy to end Time) Luxury territories deceive with respect to vulnerability,Continue reading “Artifacts of Sleeping Winds and Blank Stares”
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bubbles are lovers for air pockets
Sleep texture validates Rubber massages, surrounding Obese malcontents Allowing Finger-press indents to back fat, Borrowing pockmark descriptions: And Touch abbreviations And the ellipsis controls the rest. (followingairconditionedwind) An abandoned cobweb Accumulates lint, Modifying its lanky, translucent strands A gray-tinted-navy. Human WOOSH! Loosens the web, A single line Divides from the window wood To which itContinue reading “bubbles are lovers for air pockets”
Leviathan Recycled for Everyday Use
Curbside silhouettes overlapped lawn-plots, stymied in green grass growth to honor Personal habits (a bit long in the tooth) Personal touch (herein) twigs scattered about the land in allegiance to organized chaos. /// (long nails) included in this instance, pinched the wood’s edges, delaying a march to waste baskets. A peasant located in the 19thContinue reading “Leviathan Recycled for Everyday Use”
sunflower shade
for: C.C. Sunflower plots, complicit in rows Deem Soft Instructions To clean Their Petals. Human showers imitate rainfall. Recognizing nature’s will As love. Reflections hide details In the infrastructure. By staging the process For belief. Organic: Drop. Touch. Breaks. Plastic: Drop. Touch. Breaks. Deception beguiles the labored habit, Assuming, “This worked before Why not tryContinue reading “sunflower shade”
Noises Like Shadows
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”
An Observation from the Middle
Morning retains Doppelganger features. Stated in name Mirror compulsions- Two strangers stride in tandem Inducing paranoia for those leading, What relief as they break off into Separate entities Defined by the other’s moment… …what exists when left alone? Wooden frame casted for net gathering Captures objects among the cornered Boundaries. Carpet follicles, frayed by theirContinue reading “An Observation from the Middle”
impasse
Myth consumers suspend air pockets inside mouth pillows, place their tongues in and chew. Invisible walls situate the maze before them. “Owch.” Defines the lesson of walking into barriers. Context manages the map with respect to painful discovery. Lucid abandonment relishes sparkles positioned atop barcodes, sealed in plastic and holding sunlight like a mirage. MakeContinue reading “impasse”
1st Day (on-the-job) Jitters
1. Roman soldier bothered to learn allegiance To the cause of hindsight, Like a cashier staring past customer service To a clock signaling break-time. Give up Last seconds of life, For a customer criticizing unreliable coupons. Caesar expanded space To Gaul. Tesla purchased enough space To fill a galaxy. Collar coated peasants Wink with theirContinue reading “1st Day (on-the-job) Jitters”
How to Kill Yourself Without Any Bones
Parking Ramp revealed an opportunity To shorten the distance From numb to nirvana. Headlights exposed A showcase of accidental graffiti, Left when metal met concrete, lights dimmed To specks And were accompanied by A parking ticket Tucked inside a cloth ridden alcove. Underneath the Hospital’s entrance sign, A revolving door created a vacuum, Delivered scrapsContinue reading “How to Kill Yourself Without Any Bones”
Mourning Doves Alive Again
Halitosis afflicts the discussion Two tones Distributed as one. Hang-nail dangles from their pinky Holds court AMONG the coffee cup. Back braced against A Cotton sealed spine. They met with pigeons in mind. Dirty birds. Dirty words. Clustered in flocks and folds. Inside the hotel room Secrets assume a closed fist. Love taps begin LustContinue reading “Mourning Doves Alive Again”
Soda & Guns 