Latchkey chameleons throbbing with censure,
rapt with blurs and river-burning kraken smirks...

Splitting light and tentacles of grasping music,
oversight out of mind...

stitched face glitched faith
screaming felcher anthems...

Verdant patterns reeling
and feeling like a tree...

God, the fevered children,
narcoleptic kleptomanics...

Floating to the sun
and said and done...

All the haunting hurts less
when I know where you are...

paralipses stole her scent from me
freckled and white knuckled, numbly...

The unorthodox
Plier can a be shadow...

The bystander is self-centered,
a bleeding heart's betrayer...

Split apart from the start,
supercilious and super serious...

(Crooked pictures with shadowed edges
stumble with a gait into the arms...