twelve-hour daze you work like you owesomething to the clockthe boss the bills you sleep through alarmand leave a kiss on her cheeka post-it note you drive home in the darkthe sun already gone like a loverwho left you for … Continue reading
The Dark I lay in the dark. Still as a spiderI haven’t yet decided if I am going to kill. I am done givingmeaning to arduousness. I could quit my job but another will fillit. With worthlessness. The oval mirror … Continue reading
Conflict I don’t want youhere. The void is a void.Sun a bright November fortyseven ride. When I was lastdepressed I drowned myselfin Tito’s. This was a giftfrom you. You won’tbe there, but I want youthere. Endless Twine, so to Speak … Continue reading
Manhattan lack of grass– a poodle shits on sidewalk Cocaine I am too scared to snort so I lick powder off the blade– it numbs my mouth. I want to trust you when you say there will come no harm … Continue reading