Compression ingestion
The world to implode
The numbers decreasing
—all resistance explodes

From diamond to carbon
Wheels spin in reverse
The groundhog, the treadmill
—new millennium’s curse

(Brooklyn, New York: March, 2016)

Hello short darling
I would plow you
like spring earth

but your husband
has only been
dead eight

eight months and I
fear the shiver of
my thighs

would be a cold
cold reminder
of him.

prostrated by the
agonies of the ******, a
molar rotted through

"earth"
without "art"
is just "eh"

She moaned the most painful moan
Drowned by the sound of laughter,
Veiled by always looking happy
And nobody heard it.


F.Z.N

What?
What is this?
What is this feeling?
It tingles,
it feels warm;
so comfortable.
I could snuggle in it forever.

Now it used to feel warm.
Now it used to be comfortable.
It feels cold.
Colder than absolute zero.
It hurts.
Hurts more than a thousand gashes I put on my arm
What mysterious pain;
yet forlorn.