Dear Time Thief -

I wrote this about you stealing
my hopes. I am exasperated.
You can't just throw things away
and expect people not to chase them.
I run good you god
**** pick pocket.
I bet if you didn't live in the past
I would've caught you
by now.

if there is nothing over the edge ,
i wonder if i can get my thoughts back
from there ?

i screen my phone for dopamine
a hit of pixels
to soothe.

messages from you
are cradled in my fist.

the street knew
i am
to who i run

a curb
a breath
that’s all i am

no one gets there without
                                  
                             ­     falling,
                                                           
    ­                    no one

wants to see (a ghost)

                                           unless she is

a premonition

Surface-sea:
look up at me.
Tilted towers fall down down
like they forget they were built. Even
crazy men seek more crazy;
bugs hide in corners.
Blood rushes and runs from being blue
but that’s my favorite color.

TAKE ONE
I forgot how many times I asked to take

TAKE TWO
I forgot how long forever takes