00032 - Weight of the World
ate by neutron star
Honest Ed's, 'fore the gravity
Poetry
00026 - unhinged
mosquitos, our bane,
crawl in through cracks 'round windows
and feast
00025 - Paddle for your Supper
my shoulders remembered
burning under the sun
but not from the sun
00023 - Monday
sometimes it bites you
in the ass
and you keep walking because
00021 - Open
what a day can do
a flower opens, and i,
i can
00019 - Fire
my fury at you
is hot like fire gone too far
a
00018 - Remembrance
Heightened by emotion, I can almost close my eyes and enter those days from the distant past, however idealized by the sifting of things out of them by time and distance and responsibility.
00015 - Climbing the Walls
Always climbing walls
I put there in the first place
Should be
00014 - Bugs and Light
broken windows still
let the light get in, it's just.
00013 - Shooting Stars
beneath stars flickers
eyes alight to the light, up,
shot fast across
00010 | Fight the Power
I'm trying to treat is as life or death. Like Scheherazade hooking the emperor daily at the edge of a story to be granted another day's reprieve from the headsman's axe.
00009 | Be
wanting doesn't work
needing doesn't either, though,
might