Sun and heat beyond
simile
and metaphor

open bar

and the Groom and Mom's dance
caused tears to mix with
flowing Spirits

soon

night will fall
and with just two steps to August
Cicadas

will be here

Morse Code
or no code at all

life is noise

and no one tells you
what and what not to listen to

right now the sun's rays
are piercing

the gray fluff of a former
Nimbus cloud

A flickering street lamp
Fedora and a black thin tie

that's all I get in my
dreams

an occasional shot glass
filled with perfect cubes

and a splash of something
dark to drink

maybe

You are far away
but I hear you mostly
at night

your voice tempering
the howling wind the
raging storm

King Kong
Went wrong
When they brought a blonde along
He only wanted to be loved
It could only end one way.

Or somewhere
it's raining hard and it hurts

they tell you time and time again
but nobody ever does

nobody

saves

Wheels spin
as other parts move

gears grind

so many things
being

mixed
in a blender