Thirteen month

He came in silently Slipped in-between duvet Slept twelve hours Showered And returned to the front lines It's been months Since we shared a meal A movie Or more than a few words Battle worn and ready There's still much more to do

vulcanize

I hear them both sides of the asile in discord semantic bantering splitting hairs over this one or that and in-between breaths I listen knowable outcomes proceed as scales continue to be weighed not by heart but by the perception of others

keyhole

Sudden barricades obstacles glitching out of turn a bug in the frame some mis-keyed stroke off one or two letters Keep the lie alive, they said Smug undercover grin some six and a half from the level startlingly unfamiliar basic instinct awakening, taking backwards steps through the red door turning left & down the hall... Continue Reading →

Much to the cat’s chagrin

First the table. Then the chairs. Then the rug that's down the hall. Over couch cushions and behind the drapes, sending technicolor signals to the neighbors next door. Wedged between the refrigerator and the stove, muted and sparkling; is the red dot just out of reach.

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