#Milquetoast #Rhyme #Worm
smoke of my cigarette fades into the clouds perspective from my squinted eye through my dusty glasses dusk, August 11th, 2023
I’ll never wake up next to her so, I hold her in my dreams. I dare not speak my heart, left my thoughts in sleep. we sit upon a park bench
lava oozes down the peak the sweat and heat, my body quiver… glowing golden, burning streams blazing, globbing, gobbling flames hungry molten rivers
Lawn clippings left in my mouth Finest cheese weed Couldn’t produce a lick of saliva buzzing from the sativa August 12, 2023
charred scents linger within the astronaut’s mind suits, boots, glove fingers leave scent memories behind reek of burnt toast and sulfur
mechanical horses line up at the g… riders clad in straps of leather contemplating their fate Akira Koike takes up pole positio… favored to win
from the barber chair mirror he watches the fear in their eyes a forty lb coo-coo clock hangs on… covered in a dozen years of dust the dust isn’t important at all
I pray every one of their children… Lord, make it so. I pray one of their sons murders them in cold blood, while the rest of their kids cover…
gasoline on my FOX TV I don’t want your MSNBC make a shrine to remedy burn all these effigies went outside, sun felt hot
a chandelier of rainbows tattooed below her eyebrow blush and bruised, Captain Luna inspected the sloppy crew dressed in their business suits
breath of sky on her spine creeping, chilly blows flow down to her thighs the slightest summer wind
a porch light leads me home glowing bright like a lighthouse beam warning of the rocky shoals the farmland sky at night
Been called a jabroni for lighting a stogie. Inhaling the relief, exhaling my grief. Dawn, August 13, 2023.
soldiers take the field foam swords and shields Costume City troops dressed in batman suits they paused for lunch at noon
golden angel hair strands upon the earth needles of the bull pine scattered on the grass and dirt trap fallen raindrops