awash in thoughts that stick like honey to my skinoozing into my eyes and mouth,the taste bitter and certaintreading in the open lake,no salt to buoy ..
the blowing dirt sticking to hot, sweaty skinand brown and black burrs clinging to socksa finger and nail sliced while peeling an onionand a tiny gray..
did you dissipate in the raging prairie winds,caught in the tall rustling grasses?did you leap from a hanging outcrop,out of sight and out of mind to ..
every dayi exercisei eat in a fairly good wayi do what needs to be donei drive to work or work at homei try to prayi try to write to talk to liveevery..
there is a stillness in my boneshands under my arms for warmthi try not to moveto think...breatheperhaps you will not notice mecurled upin a small pla..
a humming buzz, global solitude among twitteringdrowning out all matter of witty or mundane internet musingsmuffled nothingness, routed declarations o..
in a snowy lota candy bar wrapper rustles among broken weedscigarette butts elbow each other among rocksgray melting ice cracks softlywater trickles o..
ice clinks and water is pouredclear liquid cools parched mouthsas i hand out drinksi reach for another glass for myselfthe cupboard yields one with li..