We Dance in the Twilight Meadow
And
Drop to the Grass along with the Petals
And
Last Call has been called at the Bar
So
You can Fall in the Midnight Hour at will
Mar 29, 2023
Mar 29, 2023 at 11:46 PM UTC
Uninspired
And lagging behind my forehead.
I can't find the right button to press.
It seems preferable to be a lab rat with nothing but a big red button to squeeze when you need your brain to get there
if I don't think about it.
Nov 16, 2022
Nov 16, 2022 at 12:37 PM UTC
When you know you are late to work
but let time hang loose from your body like an oversized suit regardless,
you are sure to open the floor of the earth and feel like a pervert.
Feet will try to scuttle you with haste across leaf painted pavements toward your occupation but, glancing at the bustle of similar people spread about, you now feel embarrassed.
So you force them to slow down, almost bringing yourself to a stubborn standstill. You can't stop entirely of course. The momentum of the merry-go-round would crush your organs against the stationary facade of your body in an instance, and there'd be no blood left at the back of your brain.
Nov 15, 2022
Nov 15, 2022 at 12:02 PM UTC
Hell rises on the back of a Hell-razor,
bursting through the skin of flowers.
I have long-since given up the dry shave of the cold edge INSTEAD opting for an electric experience...
buzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz
... like a band reaching lightspeed. Their infinite galloping spread across a night sky the size of an operating table for all the nice guys and doctors to see.
SEND 'EM ALL TO SEA, along with the electric razor and me.
Oct 18, 2022
Oct 18, 2022 at 2:24 PM UTC
I'm stumbling round the apartment like a ghost,
falling through doors; this way and that.
Each corner of my smile held up on whimsical stilts and my my my
aren't you so fine.
Oct 18, 2022
Oct 18, 2022 at 2:20 PM UTC
why spend time observing wretched things
when apartments bloom like sandcastles
in every trench - in all the concrete?
why languish in wretched things like
phantom-busting;
tail-chasing,
grape-avoiding,
ball-breaking the black box
or even ROYAL DECREES?
Oct 14, 2022
Oct 14, 2022 at 4:19 PM UTC
I leave the ice-cold bath, shivering into all my goose bumps. I put pink trousers over my broken knees and make my way on to the balcony. Our worries about hot water watches over some dialogue between two pigeons. They make good neighbours the way they know me.
Cold air on my bare feet mutes the tempestuous soul of the city. The final moves of the game are being played out there while I relax into my break. Eventually I move my bones inside, to my corner -
at the end of the world.
Oct 1, 2022
Oct 1, 2022 at 7:23 PM UTC
there's a humming in the apartment.
a monotone kerfuffle
a creature so beautiful; so broad, so ruffled
could not stretch upright; left, right,
or down between the legs.
the humming in the apartment
is painfully obscene.
Sep 29, 2022
Sep 29, 2022 at 10:09 AM UTC
cradled in the pumpkin patch
only to drown in the the canal
along with all the discarded tat.
i would laugh if it wasn't for the aerosol in my chest
and microplastic in my spine.
dining on cardboard fish as to not upset
THE NATURAL HIERARCHY
of things
and so jeff can go to space in a *****
such ****** performances to languish
UNDER!
the carvings in my countenance tell me
autum will deliver ORANGE RED.
Sep 28, 2022
Sep 28, 2022 at 12:29 PM UTC
I have spent hours as a cockroach on the wall and days waiting for the bomb to drop in a trench somewhere out East.
Once I finally steady myself on the restless knee of beauty I find the night to have violently betrayed me - and although I still scatter under the light like those wretched things in our bathroom,
the days cast shadows with you
Aug 31, 2022
Aug 31, 2022 at 5:11 AM UTC