Sinnesloschen

Olympia October In Puyallup in April It’s all senseless We’re both passengers In a seasonal vehicle Each sidewalk step Kicks up loose pieces Of eroded concrete gravel Skittering down sparsely Crowded stalking streets Oly is fearless except When she’s not Vulnerability is a constant Olympia might be corroding But she’s also consumed By things exhumedContinue reading “Sinnesloschen”

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Nighttime Hours

Did you feel the noise Did you watch with poise All the girls and boys walking down The lake paths lit by light on spikes Being stabbed by pikes Making waves in the lengths of the lake’s still water There’s so much to see that we wish we were taller But we can drive downContinue reading “Nighttime Hours”

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Miasma

Bad air hangs over Olympia. Be it from the lake, the waterfront, the alleys, uptown, or on the hill where law claims capitol. There lives a wraith somewhere. It manifests to infect newbloods with its promise of risk, how it renders silent the cacophonous mist that is each participant in the mysticism and illusion ofContinue reading “Miasma”

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Olympia Sunshine Life

I wore monochrome Since it was grey outside Until I found red sunglasses Breaking down the walls That cast long shadows Through the streets And down the beat Paths struck by shoes That cracked at the arch Eating bagels and having Breve before Bower’s Books Comes into view Around another corner A vertical horizon cuttingContinue reading “Olympia Sunshine Life”

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Empire of Stars

Every which way All cardinal sins And directions Lit to horizon With networks Grids, webs Of light points All actioning Some static Some twinkle And some move As red or white They’re all miles away And void Where the mountains Become steep Hazy as nebulae And as they become Further away They grow smaller

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