Dishes thrown across the kitchen’s floor
Tiptoeing across the shards of glass cuts my skin...
Let me fly
Amongst my birds...
Why are they so loud? This is supposed to be...
But as they drag and they dredge, it's deceitful...
There seems to be something odd,
A twitch of a branch, and indentation in the sod...
Glancing at the clock, flipping pages-
Exam season, zombie gaze...
What can you say about a man of his stature?
I real stand-up fellow, a real dog-catcher...
You aren’t mean to be
wrong and impossible...
Dad Died,
And there was a pause in the matrix...
I’m distantly absorbed,
commuting...
One morning
you wake up...
I feel it still,
pulsing...
My thoughts
are sharp like...