Assholes

People Are Assholes

All This Wind

You shouldn’t be here. Not with all this Wind. Tendrils torn Sweeping loss, flakes of flesh Bits pealed away Steal away up to the sky This Wind. Tumbling, stumbling, skittering down the street. Pressed to a wall, a fence, a tree Brief rest before whisking off rolling, tearing, crumbling chunks of muscle The side of […]

To Do

Stupid fucking lists. Paralyzing. Hopeful. Over thought. Unattained. Full of shit. Expected. Forgotten. Waiting. Pushed to the back. And forced to the front.

Get Here, You Say.

Climb over. Be here. You’re almost seen. I’m trying. I can’t grab on. Hurry up. My fingers slip. I lose my grip. Tumble back as far as I’ve come. Get up. Do it. I can’t. You Won’t. Twist away. Peel off. Retreat. Come back. Please. No.

How Change Happens

Stop doing the things you say you disagree with.

losing the greatest of minds

god is an illusion. god is an excuse. i’m so angry i could weep. what would you do? would you hang up the sign? Or refuse? would you risk so much for one person? one stranger? one friend? one child? what will i do? i will love my neighbors. open my heart to each one. […]

Goals

I really wanted to But, There was a wall, a mile high, smooth with no handholds. A fence, running long, draped with razor wire. It was a mound of dirt, insurmountable. A blade of grass, quaking in the wind. It couldn’t be done. Not overcome, curbed, conquered, or defeated. It was a snail trail. A crumb. A casting […]

When the Wind Won’t Quit

an overpass. me. heavy coated, hunched. steps quick. collar up. hat down. hands deep in pockets. you. clawed. digging. finding a gap. rush in. me. freezing. wrapping tighter. folding over. resisting. you. push. shove. knock to the side. me. off balance. pausing. searching. you. nowhere. me. breathing. relaxing. letting in the cold and warming.

maybe it’s time for you to go

dinner isn’t ready. it won’t be. the stove is broken, the heating element snapped. there isn’t a clean dish in this house and we’re out of soap anyway. our food has spoiled. each veggie stalk moldy. fruit turned to mush. the bread ready for a penicillin harvest. there’s blood in the freezer, the meat thawed and […]

What They Said

Words To be ignored, reasoned through, dismissed The real betrayal Is in my brain Where the words leak Into my dreams Creating life: beating, kicking, missing Absence The words they said Are just words But they’ve bled Into my waking Walking life And the words they said Kill.