Be a fly that’ll suck you dry biting and nipping and straight blood sipping Be a fly that’ll consume an eye with no focused stare just wear, wear, wear Be a fly that’ll try to fry the food you’ve leftover to breed a sweet odor Be a fly until you die so you can hack … Continue reading
Where do poems come from besides us and where do we come from besides poems? * I met this man who said he was never sad and I told him it wasn’t so bad to feel so awful sometimes and he said really and I said ya, I’m feeling it right now and look how … Continue reading
Today is the day that will lead to no more todays tomorrow because everything is so wrecked and ruined and you’re already late to work and your boss will show you how much more wrecked and ruined things can get which makes you want to get wrecked and ruined till you’re a wreck and a … Continue reading
There are steps that go nowhere though they lead to my house and a front door that has extra locks and that opens with a push and strength I rarely have * A woman jumped off my condominium while I was dreaming about falling into an abyss that does not end but goes and goes until … Continue reading
There is an unnamed grave close to where I work in an office doing that and this that has my name on it * The last thing she wanted was me and the last thing I wanted was her * Write, write, write and when it’s gone see where it goes where it’s going and … Continue reading
Kill the world and the people in it who doubt you can make change by killing them Kill the wars and the fighting and the divisions between us like race and wealth and who likes what show or another because of the race and wealth shown Kill the insecurities of what is good and right … Continue reading
I mailed a dead guy asking how he was doing and I got a message back that he was okay and I shouldn’t worry about him because he had the dying thing handled but he was worried how I was getting on and told me to focus on living because that decided how you die … Continue reading
where was summer when it is already winter and I can barely remember fall; only shadows of pale mornings and twilights that crackled with frost on the outside of my window blocking everything from my view and my view from everything * As I’m growing up I’m learning from the people who taught me how … Continue reading
No stories end happily ever after; they all go on to an unexpected, depraved, wiggling end * The stars are jealous of our light that can wake the mosquitoes who wake the spiders with a buzz and our flesh forming a larger mass of toes entwined and mouths entangled so more mosquitoes migrate to us … Continue reading
Did we die before or after we were killed like a seed that is made to flower but instead stumps in cement and footprints and voices talking about the plants of spring that haven’t sprung even though it is late in the season and each morning, the dew drowns the world in life * She … Continue reading