I am conscious of my breathing and the soundless music of it This seesawing of air that keeps me alive Now chest, now nose Whispery inhales Gales of exhale My, my freshly plucked oxygen tastes so sweet.
Yesterday I saw my bus pull away. It drove right past me. Slow. Deliberate. The driver tooted his horn. I raised my hand. Moving it in the motion of goodbye. Staring at the faces of my works. Unfriendly friendlies. They looked askance. Mouthing wordless pleas. I looked away. Buried my hands deep in my pockets. […]
The sun falls out of the sky when I think of you. Butterflies; a chorus of mocking crows. Blood flees from my heart and I die a little. When I speak of you my tongue twists into a dirge teeth; an army of knives laughter starts to bitter. See how you’ve made me a glutton […]
Tap water slides off my face and if all water finds the sea then fish swim in my tears. The tree is heavy with fruit. Yet blandness stains the tongue for it is too early in the season. Invisible buses ferry dust and leaves without anchors past my window. I wonder if sometimes they snatch […]
HAIKU Fashioning a heart? Better use elastic, It will not scar, promise.
It comes and goes a fever that flares up and breaks a searing heat incinerating reason from the mind a damp coolness over the heart a see-saw balancing things that she saw not crooked images half lies palms riddled with broken life lines until finally all that lies broken is that thing that has become […]