Iced Coffee

I’m grateful to the worldfor spinning whileI was away.Grateful to the road for stillbeing here withits lines and holes.It’s nice to see thatthat street light has remainedsteadfast in its incapacity andthat the sign itdoesn’t illuminateis still bent and dented. If I could thank the sunI might think about it;it shines on themand thatand meand myContinue reading “Iced Coffee”

A Scam

I suppose there are reasons.Excuses, maybe tobuy more time tofix all that’s gone wrong.To be fairwhat’s wrong now were all merelyhopes andpipe dreams froma while ago.That distance that seems so short isprobably,most likely,miles from where you started. It’s not about finding reasons for the futurebecauseyou could justget hit by a bustomorrowand it would allbe forContinue reading “A Scam”


Whether behind me oraside me tobind to me orarise to myeyes to remind me of the pastwith me,or the path with me that neither of we,of ustook,I notice yourlack of head on approach.How you sneak now to myperiphery when myhead on is hazy ora little dilated yousuddenly appear becausemaybe now is the best time forContinue reading “THC”


She started screaming today.She’s normally soquiet and shesits at the back but today shemade a run for it.She burst the windows open andgrabbing at the ledge shelet me have it into mybones witha gutturalroar I felt in my ownthroat as sheran her nails in between myribsand filled up my lungswith the air she’dbeen saving upContinue reading “Contingencies”

Cost of Living

I feel my weight as I walklatelyI’ve noticed my neckwaits for my feetlatelymy channels don’t surfin my watebutlately I see thatI saw this coming. My numbers don’t match withmy pagesright now andI’ve heard it’s a massalonenessright nowno one is special butespeciallynot nowI should have knownnot to complain. I’m constantly lookingbehind me back thereandI’m drowning indaysContinue reading “Cost of Living”

Double Cleansing

It seems that I end each day as I start it.In preparation.In front of this mirror Ipaint my face to prepare for whateverwar I trip into that day andlate at night I wash it all offto allow it tobreathe.As if I’ve not taken a gasp all dayI wipe andwash andscrub to atone for suffocating myselfContinue reading “Double Cleansing”

Bus Change

There’s comfort in knowingthat I know your words.And I do hear you fromtime to time butnow, now your voice is oftencoming through my ownvibration.I suppose that’s what happenswhen it’s been a littlewhile.I’ll go therest of my hopefullylongish or longenough lifereciting yourgems and boasting yourwisdoms andI’ll sound just like the others thatramble on about someoneno oneContinue reading “Bus Change”

Home Less

Not home,it’s not home.My home doesn’t exist buteven whatlittle part doesis not thepart I am in.This is not it,the arena is notmine nor is thisarmour.Currentlyas it is,I’m less a homeand owed oneI think butnot sure from whom.This sceneis seenfrom adream thatI refuse to stophaving.I’ve never feltmore athomethen lookingthrough thatscreen. My own doors arekeylessand keys arelessContinue reading “Home Less”


I want more friends.But I don’t want people.People are trickyand trickless am Ior at leastmy bag isn’t as big as theirs. I feel I should havemore friendsto say hello to.To say hello back.But I can onlycare about so manyhellos andI fear I’ll reach my limit. I don’t want theirsmall talks andtheir large liveswith their leashedContinue reading “Hello”