Let’s Call It

Let’s call it the hormones Maybe dysfunctional chemistry or how about discontent? Let’s call it disappointment A series of blows from little missiles misleading me to think you might mirror this affection. Let’s call it embarrassment. Let’s call it a bad week. Let’s call it a whole bunch of factors, like not enough sleep, work…

Strip these Wires

 Rip out the cords Overturn monopoly and hijack the system before the motor runs before adrenaline takes hold and fuel pulses through the race car speeding head on straight down Niagara aiming to reach the bottom of the grand canyon then fill that bowl with some repurposed and disengaged tears. Tip over the that cereal…

On being a grenade

“I’m a grenade and at some point I’m going to blow up and I would like to minimize the causalities, okay?   I’m a grenade. I just want to stay away from people and read books and things and be with you guys because there’s nothing I can do about hurting you; you’re too invested,…

We Go On

Injustice quakes. Defy. Cry. Crawl.

Your Words

It is likely I will forget these thingsI hope soOr so I thinkI will find another snail shellI will healSomehow press onPerhaps a day of dwelling will comeA safe inhabitanceFar from the wreckage The carcasses of judgment, assumptions, more disappointmentBut yetThis is living This is hurtingThis is keeping up