Clamp trapped
**** tricking
Thighs never closed
On her face
In her hair
In between her toes
Clamp trapped
**** snaring
Legs never shut
Gaze in to her soul less eyes
you'll see a ******* ****

As kids we played out in the yard.
With green grass against our feet.
Always in the moment.
Never missing a beat.
As kids we swapped baseball cards,
Like our kids swap STD's.

The car is frigid,
and so is my wife.
Her cramping bloated abdomen
Is ruining my life.
There are not enough tampons to soak up her rage.
On a never-ending drive to Florida,
Trapped In a silver four door cage.

It doesn’t solve
anything.
When your head is
spinning.
It doesn’t change what
happened.
When you can’t remember the night
before.
It can’t cure your
ailments.
But it can drain your
pockets.
And it feels so good and
light.
Staggering up the street
with empty pockets,
and no worries.

I saw a man walk into a parking meter today.  
He made a curious face, with pursed lips and a scrunched nose.
The blow caught him off guard and took the wind right out of him.
He was busy texting.
Or reading an email.
Or posting a status update.
He was so caught up in a world miles away, that he failed to see what was in front of him.
Strange how stupid we look, using our smart phones.

My pale skin had turned lobster,
tender to the touch.
The day was being born,
rays of a rising sun peeked through the blinds of my balcony.
Sweet sounds of waves and
gentle winds.
Children's toes
dug into grey sands
as salty water stung eyes.
I rolled out of bed.
To do what I could,
what every man should,
And drank the warm beer
sitting on my nightstand.

The dogs next door don't stop
Barking
Ever.
They circle the fenced in area
With mud caked paws
Screaming
chanting
Let me in
To their masters
Let me in
But they don't let them in
And they don't acknowledge the barking
But they do hear the report
From the muzzle of a rifle
And they definitely
Hear
The silence