Of Turtles and Birds

They walked to the pond and the sun was warm, it encouraged them to sit on a bench and they sat awhile and talked. A turtle sat on a log that lay like a waiting crocodile in the pond, while herons tred in outward arcs in search of primordial nourishment. “True enlightenment,” he said, “isContinue reading “Of Turtles and Birds”

It’s How (and If) You Play the Game

This isn’t my game anymore I was told to go home I kick the ball around once in a while still But I stopped playing the game They don’t want me in Unless I follow the rules And make a line for the pros But it’s not my game I’m no pro I don’t followContinue reading “It’s How (and If) You Play the Game”

Gnashing Teeth Outside the Chained Gates

Suck dog water, you itchy scum. I can’t believe your kind have survived this long. You probably hold not a clue how reviled you are, cushioned in your own delusion by a skull thick with illusion. I hope you choke. You fucking toad. You won’t get away with your hateful game too long. The wolvesContinue reading “Gnashing Teeth Outside the Chained Gates”

Not Yet

Quit? Ha! Have I quit yet? Even when I lost my ID, and my money? When I didn’t have a home? When I was sleeping in a train yard? I didn’t have a dollar, or 18 for the ferry card-board signs and spider-bites heartbreak and assault Haven’t swam in the Atlantic or eaten a scorpionContinue reading “Not Yet”

Make Believe We’ve Solved Everything

maybe we can get together for coffee I can throw up all over you and the little china cups, and cream, and tablecloth you can sit there covered in bile and tell me a story about somebody you used to know you can feel like you’re helping it’ll be good for you I’ll feel betterContinue reading “Make Believe We’ve Solved Everything”

A New World Will Rise

After the bombs, the riots, the protests, and all the rest of the excitement finally subside, all that will remain will be rats, roaches, and ruin. That, and those winos on the corner. Still trying to scrape together enough for a bottle – even though the liquor stores’s gone. When the shakes from detox subsideContinue reading “A New World Will Rise”

That Which Takes the Dark

4 a.m., and sleep seemed a thing impossible. The mottled face of the ceiling was like that of the moon, pale and barren, and offering nothing. His eyes moved to the orange strip of street-lamp glow cast across the bedroom wall by the window. He watched the steam from the sewer drains wash and danceContinue reading “That Which Takes the Dark”

Who Couldn’t Love That Smile?

His cheekbones pronounced, his slight bristle of stubble, his brows immaculately-shaped, he positively glowed from the picture frame. He could have modeled. Perhaps not on the runway, for his demeanor was too humble, too approachable. He lacked the stark, cold angularity usually reserved for runway types – those exiguous flesh mannequins, paid to shut upContinue reading “Who Couldn’t Love That Smile?”

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