Projecting a Sunrise

A frail elder enlists A plastic chair, While Resting their eyes on boat traffic, nominates engine noise To automobile parlance And sitting hunchback scooches their bottom  Further back until the end is shared.  The elder retrieves breadcrumbs  From inside a plastic-bag, Both resources Gifted to them  By the food pantry. They proceed  To toss theContinue reading “Projecting a Sunrise”

Universal Truths Faulted by Scotch Tape

Scotch-Tape portioned to an inch, fastened a poster to the window shop glass, dog-eared to make its removal accessible, Prompting passing minds to hallucinate memories, of fingernails filed to nubs picking at tape corners, desiring translucent flaps to pinch a centi-meter  And remove the tape. Edges by metaphor alone offer a bargain. Allowing tiny stepsContinue reading “Universal Truths Faulted by Scotch Tape”

Ode to City Parks as Metaphor for the Tax-Gap

City Park’s  Grass  Acclimates to foot-traffic,  Folds Like two parallels, never to meet.  Trophy fabric  Succumbs to the wind And smacks its clamp Against the metal flag-pole.  Clouds become Objects Familiar to imperial culture.  “I see a bear!” “I see a bull!”  Inside a shadow. Is it human?  Light pollution  Mired in smoke plumes  CurlsContinue reading “Ode to City Parks as Metaphor for the Tax-Gap”

…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”

Enlightenment Doesn’t Come Cheap. You Have to Sell Your Soul

Enlightenment personifies hallucinations and after acclaim solidifies the Guru’s presentation as a label to be duplicated. Outset of empathy, inserts voyeuristic tendencies like watching the opening credits of a sitcom and each character poses mid-action, breaks the fourth-wall and flashes their pearly whites directly at the audience. Pupils widen, optic nerves communicate to synaptic triggers,Continue reading “Enlightenment Doesn’t Come Cheap. You Have to Sell Your Soul”

If the Poets Fail to Wake Up…Has the New Day Even Begun?

“You must become an ignorant man again And see the sun again with an ignorant eye And see it clearly in the idea of it.” -Wallace Stevens Fingers more attuned to nubs than actual lanky digits, hands asleep and tingling forever to indicate the pleasurable slumber designed for potential prey trapped inside spiderwebs, held toContinue reading “If the Poets Fail to Wake Up…Has the New Day Even Begun?”