Bryce

Bryce Nov 2018

Evidence of walls
Tinted glass a slight veil
Of what have I seen?

#under #the #sea #no #secret #to #me

Bryce Nov 2018

It is our turn now;
Tickets spit through machines
Marked for passage.

#subtle #joke #in #the #smoke #sf #is #not #my #home

Bryce Nov 2018

They are spearheads
The trees, stewsters in the Grey
On Somber window.

#ride #along #the #train #with #me #oh #things #we #will

Bryce Nov 2018

Henry

Two hooded figures
Talking and laughing afar
I seethe in my car.

#i #am #*** #jealous #king #of #the #abode

Bryce Nov 2018

Temujin

The blinded equines
kick flies into the soils
And give feed to life

#everything #is #*** #circle

Bryce Nov 2018

Charlemagne

The buttresses hold
With rectangular image
The faces of God.

#you #are #an #architectural #gift

Bryce Nov 2018

Dirogenes

Eating out my bowl
I wipe my heart on the sleeve
with phlegm and oils.

#i #am #*** #disgusting #mess #of #atomic #things