Anthem Scent of pop radio music An odor of warmth A glazed façade Behind display cases Steam of milk Behind a hardwood bar And a shelf of machines For coffee making There’s bar taps and Bottles of syrup For dosing sunrise To any neon highs Booths under posters Counters facing windows Tumblers filled with SpecialContinue reading “Anthem”
Category Archives: October Era (III)
Night Shades
Night Shades A mask to watch Teeming crowds and protect oneself From searchlights Long and bright A jacket tight To blend in Wit the others In plain sight Yet cloaked in cover Pockets of wonder A wallet And some keys That have seen Gritty things Shoes crusted With mud hidden by A supernatural stride InContinue reading “Night Shades”
Double-Handed Middle & Index Finger Guns
Double-Handed Middle & Index Finger Guns Let’s do this
Yeah
Yeah Nothing more to add
Zephyrbreakafall
Zephyrbreakafall September’s equinox Sinks-a-sun And floats zephyr In late October The colors fall As pull awaited By mid November Tall spindle twigs Are fractalytic
Red
Red We can do a little Reminiscing If we’re not missing Our shots Near the lynching tree By freshly dug Graves Echoing through the woods And foothills And our shots By the tin cup Of hard liquor Stacked up with each Corpse of bounties And colt casings To push the dead men Into the dirtContinue reading “Red”
Pfiefer Zeliska
Pfiefer Zeliska Weighing in at 13 lbs. Priced at $17,316 With a height of 1’10 And the cylinder capacity to hold Five 900 grain .600 Nitro Express Slugs valued at $40 a round And firing them at 1,950 feet per second The Pfiefer Zeliska Gold-plated and armed Is a charge stopper, Halting the most dangerousContinue reading “Pfiefer Zeliska”
Ohio Undead
Ohio Undead It was raining earlier When I ran past you On the sidewalk You nodded at me And I tried to look away But my eyes lurked For split seconds enough To snapshot an image That I’ll compile with the others In a growing scrapbook Of sightings You gave up on your hair ColorContinue reading “Ohio Undead”
Painted Red
Painted Red I am a miniscule Tiny little thing I try to tell myself I’m a One of a kind thing But when I look at a map And see all those dotted towns I can’t contain the lack of Context that keeps me down I am a miniscule Tiny little thing I wish thereContinue reading “Painted Red”
Flutter
Flutter Thump Water swells Then recedes Thump Thirty feet Forward High tide then bleed