Untitled SoC 01I light this morning's cigarettebreak in my palms gonnaone day kick this lip-bittenmemory of home and fastfood junkie hipster pop-cultivated mainstreamofconciousnessfeeling I get when I seeher teeth glint through afrown her gown reminds meof the town I used to livein full of ants and facelesslies to my ignorant eyes ofhow a culture swabs itsfilthy four-dollar shot glasspanic attacks on the war oncrime being a state ofmind-numbing back-pat patrolmenlooking to cash-in their druggiefriend next-door to thecave of misbehavior swampedwith interior desolation andmisappropriated smiles that stringtheories of grandeur mud flatsslatted together like brick-builtmortarboard coffeeshop employeescollecting to exit their fees anddebts neglected since theireducations death warranted forarrest of intelligence and apiece of paper signed awayall intents for regret; unlessthe rent is too much stressthat rest is only between my fluidbreath and the nextcigarette.
Western Haiku 04I've stared at the sun,seen all that I could not see;yet you are still here.
'Til I Crack.You're throwing rocks ata glass tower; it's onlya matter of time.
empty headsrandom rhymespointless versesnothingany phraseout of the blueadds upto the vastexpanse overour headsclouds gatherstream of versespour downa storm fromsmall beginningsfloodingdrenched with wordsfertile pen sowslines sproutpoetryin the bright sungrowingin good timebountiful odesflourish[ArwynandCole and cattservant ]
disorganizeda big pile of stufffull of opportunitywhen it's organizedthere's nothing but what is thereno unexpected treasure
empty heads random rhymespointless versesnothing any phraseout of the blueadds up to the vastexpanse overour heads clouds gatherstream of versespour down a storm fromsmall beginningsflooding drenched with wordsfertile pen sowslines sprout poetryin the bright sungrowing in good timebountiful odesflourish[Miyoji collab between cattservant and me (in italics)]
time's regard (time 1)each momentmeticulouslyunnoticed
silent bellreverberationsfading reminders of timenever quite gone[echoing ArwynandCole ]
time fliesdangerous insectsbite you and suck your timespreading old feverticking in your earsflying in your nose and eyesthey are everywheretime flies lay their eggson every open momentand newly lost timebusy time maggotscleansing the world of dead timethe stink of regretseverything performsa vital function in lifeeven vile time flies
Resound bell finally stilledreverberations lingeredbounced around the square
you did Not...of course nothe wouldn't dare...old Mulehe's smarterthan doing thatfor suredifficultto disturb himat homeexcusesfor staying inare goodreclusiveold beast enjoysquiet[answering ArwynandCole ]
Western Haiku 02The train rides emptyit creates the wind, you see.O, whisper to me.
The train rides emptyit creates the wind, you see.O, whisper to me.