The long, long final product. (2014)

Synapses fire with a war-for-cheap chatter,that self-same discharge that plasma chars air to vacuum.and those fires keep rising,and them flood waters are rising,but you, you’re ether bound, and damn if that sound don’t just                                                             R E SOUND.‘course, me, I’ve got …

The Last Fact About Poetry (2014)

poets have trouble remembering you. i have no trouble remembering you.             i remember sunlight streaming through the window,            infusing dust.                            i remember that strong scent of your perfume,                and your skin.         i remember your lips, soft, fleeting,        whispers. …

The Inarticulate Screaming (2014)

Mhmm,Darlin’,Mhmm. This would be the bubble up,the draining of the cup,the give, give, give it up.You        fuck                fuck                        fuck up. 😉The little winky means I don’t,    I don’t,            I don’t mean it in the least. Mhmm,Darlin’,Mhmm. Yeah, you gotta give ‘em hell,both barrels,phasers to …

The Fade (2014)

Long fade, lights                        down.                     I don’t believe we’ve met,                    moonlight.                            The sun’s told me lots about you.                            mostly that you’re a theif,                            always …