Patrick Westerhaus : Writing

Space Junk

Space Junk

A Poem by Patrick Westerhaus


it's okay to mistakespace junk at the endof a decaying orbitfor a genuine shooting starthey look the sameand your wisheswill get you to about thesame ..
Clock Spring

Clock Spring

A Poem by Patrick Westerhaus


"You're getting grays," she said."F**k off," I replied,but made straight for the mirror.She was right.Last night I dreamt my teeth fell out.I cupped t..
The Doom Sayer's Song (Prologue)

The Doom Sayer's Song (Prologue)

A Poem by Patrick Westerhaus


She isa shadow unstuck,A black mass on her way to Black MassUnderneath that veilis God-only-knows-what, and he ain't talkinShe clutches the unsexyChri..